Let me wilt into blooms of gloom and end

I remember sowing these seeds of

Love and passion, into my own heart

As time has come now to reap what is

The rotting crops of yesteryear 

I wouldn't wonder too much for

For this shall set my soul free, adrift even

There then I shall be

Floating amongst the glittering cosmos

And wonder why I reek of woe

When this sealed cask of life cracks

And when,

The severed seams echo the voice of my undoing 

I shall glance upon my meaningless life spent 

Spent of time, will, and other obscurities

When the cracked hourglass of reckoning fades in its sounding

I shall ask you floating in the darkest abyss

Of your hatred to my existence that yearns

To be loved once

By you, and in turn by me

But maybe by then I shall feel complete

In the utter chaos of calmlessness

Of unfulfilled love and macabre longing