I think I have finally found an answer
To a question that I had posted long ago
A feeling such
That I don’t wanna write no more
A satisfaction that cannot be explained
My mind is empty
No more reasons or excuses
No questions unanswered
No need, no greed
No pain…
Pain, that I had started to love
What is left, is a feeling
An indication of the fact
That my soul feels complete
This completeness brings fear
A fear that only goes with pain
A loss I cannot bear
Souls are immortal
But mine shall die
A peaceful death
This shall be the last of me…
