An Isolated Abyss.

I see myself standing on the edge of an isolated abyss, where I feel my feelings being whipped with the whip of the being I love the most.

 

I hear behind me the charm of your vibrating voice, telling me that you love me, but I realize that it is the isolated abyss that claims me.

 

I smell a penetrating aroma in the breeze that surrounds me, a breeze that threatens to push me into that insulated abyss, where I feel the screams of my broken heart inside and out of me, being devoured by an invisible beast.

 

I taste the bitterness of the unconsciousness in my environment and my pores sweat thorns of lack, for the palpable greed of a malignant being who laughs when lies to us.

 

If today I were to fall into this isolated abyss, my only desire is to arrive with my eyes closed, and amazed by your love, to a transparent golden foundation, where remembering you keeps you forever at my side, without pain and persevered by your love, in a cold gray world, with you being my  impeccable inspiration.