far beyond

Welcome to the circus

my life has become.

A light points at the middle of the stage;

there's just a box.

Inside? It's me.

A magician with no face

is about to rip my body in two,

no tricks intended.

No bleeding either.

You'll see all the ghosts and demons

coming out. Escaping. Disappearing.

And then I'll be hollow.

The mind and the heart ultimately silent

when the walls start to fall apart.

The walls of the coffin

I've been living all my life

destroyed at last,

when my body is ripped in two halves

and there's no turning point.

Just a quiet gasp without sadness in the air.

A smile shyly drawn in my lips,

eyes wide open while in agony

because finally, after all this time,

I'll know what freedom looks like.

I'll see the world, I'll smell the world

I'll sense the world, I'll touch the world

and the world will caress me.

No pain and no guilt, just freedom.

Then, probably, a fade to black.