Tell me Life …

Tell me, Life, how to escape the clutches of my own existence. Release me from this torment that consumes me with every passing moment. Sever the ties that bind me to you, Life. Transform me into something other than myself; a blissful state of unawareness, where I am free from the burdens of consciousness. Let me drift into the void, where I am shielded from the sorrow that has enveloped me. Erase my identity, but do not leave me adrift in this half-formed state. Grant me the simplicity of stones, the purity of animals, the distance of stars, or the detachment of angels. Let me become the gentle flow of a stream, merging with the vastness of the sea.

Conceal the complexities of life from me, for my solace lies beyond your grasp. Envelop me in silence, Soul, and wash away my desires and dreams once and for all. Abandon me, Life, in the emptiness where I truly belong. My heartache echoes in the stillness, my tomorrows lie shattered at my feet. Allow the sun to fade into the shadows, my heartbeat a mere echo of existence. In the remnants of my being, where love for lost causes lingers, the more I struggle, the more I suffer. Blessed is the one who no longer knows the agony of love. I, I am but a fading memory, the poetry of a flower that has withered and died.

Copyright ? Beatriz Esmer