I open my eyes,

But I do not see.

My vision, long gone.

Robbed so long ago.

I smell the bread of the bakery, fresh and decadent.

I feel the velveteen coat of felines.

I taste the sweetness of Swiss chocolate.

I hear the music in the streets, played by the band.

Perhaps I cannot see,

But I still feel....

Silence,

Marks the beginning

As well as the end

Of life.

Silence,

A sign of pain,

Or a sign of calm.

Tormenting, lamenting, regretting,

Tranquility, stillness, peace,

Silence, is truly

A double edged sword....

Your words, like daggers.

Like acid on my skin.

Burning,

Rotting,

Consuming

Fading me away.

Feeding demise.

Tearing eyes.

Your words sharp

Slowly disintegrating me....

Like a double edged sword

A symbol of relaxation, completion,

Or of terror, and fear.

A pit, starting to rob the earth from beneath your feet,

Or a cloud, that carries you away.

Moments before death,

Or at the beginning of life....