Drifting

The sting, the burn drags on and on As my face flaunts red, blue and pink I feel as if in minutes I will be gone Although now the pain is beginning to shrink I feel so far, far away, somehow I am the moon at dawn Lights flash so bright but they have no link Right now all I can do is think How far away I have become My lungs fill up, but somehow remain hollow I remain here just to wallow in my own petty sorrow My heart beats much to slow I take a deep breath before I drift away My soul is moving on, at the right steady flow I hear weeping but see no pain Just tears of shame lie over my cold, dead body