The Reward of Death

by: Surreal as Sunlight

Dragging in this desert
Pricked by the past
With every impossible step
To this I was cast

A thirst tortures me
A thirst for mercy
A thirst for freedom
A thirst for forgiveness

Images that sting
For my eyes I plead
Inseparable from the feeling
I succumb my healing

Until I find the river of Lethe
to peel away the dirt
that was left on my body
in every wound that hurt

Take a sip from this water
It burns like brandy
But empties all the cerebral bacteria
That has infected every memory

Unfortunately, the problem now
Is I am no longer living