Vanishing

If you look long enough into the void,the void begins to look back through you.F.Nietzsche

Vanishing

I cut my veins

And stood, watching

Blood drops falling

Down, on the floor

Rain, has stopped

Battering the window

But rain, inside

Fell, like before

Sailing, in murky

waters of silence

Destined to islands

Without a shore

In void, hovering

Cold, and shivering

Cold is a naked

Blanket, I wore

Lights are flickering

Faintly, bickering

Rain's battering

I hear no more