Death of Me

A poem of loosing who I tully am when I found love.

The first time I saw her
I forgot to breath
My lungs wouldn't work
Her beauty drew me in
I was sinking in overwhelming ecstasy
For my love for her began
And so did my death
Heaviness of exhaustion pressed mercilessly on my shoulders
Poison seeping insidiously into my veins
Death was nearly upon me
As it was too late to take the cure
My pulse slew down
My heart changing into something else
The air grew colder as I drew in my last breath
Then darkness finally closed into me as I laid down dead
Life stirs up again
As the smell of her wakes me
Back into reality
I wake up in her arms
No more looking at the world in black and white
Everything revolves around her
My heart, soul and life in her hands
I come back changed
Where the poison still hasn't left and will rot in me until my next death