Slowly

The past

Becomes a river in my mind

Slowly

The past

Becomes a flood of my soul

Slowly

The past becomes the ocean in my heart

My acquaintance

Keeps me afloat

Keeps me among the living of this world

Slowly

My acquaintance

Becomes my past

Slowly

I drown

In the past

Slowly

My blood

Becomes the rain

That scorches this land

And rids it

Of it innocence

And beauty

Slowly

I die