Before I'm dead...

The sun is rising,
Lights eats night and all I never said...
It makes me wonder:
Can I deal with the hallucination?
Can I deal with the deamons inside my mind?
With the fire that burns my soul?
Moon hangs around,
Nights consumes light
And all I dread
Reminds me what I have to do before I'm dead...
Hades is waiting for me in Hell,
To punish my vanity,
To burn my soul...
To eat my dreams,my hopes...
The flames include my body and everything I ever felt,
It makes me think at the ocean salted red.
Sun reclines
He eats my mind,
Reminds me what I have to leave behind.


             Georgiana  Apostol