When your sanity hangs on a mere thread,
do you lose control of your life like me?
Yesterday, as the sun was drowning slow
into the blushing clouds, scattered across
the western horizon, it felt as if
my mind, not the sun, was drowning instead,
into the unfathomed depths of insanity!
Then the night arrived, calm and heavy too,
from the weight of darkness around the world,
soothing me and my wrinkled heart, blushing from
so many hemorrhages deep inside;
and the blood weakening the thread relentlessly!
Then as the first light of the sun was growing strong,
the mere thread snapped finally, at the break of dawn!