In Pieces

I lay before you.

that open figure

that trust might not disfigure.

I asked.

Open doors and hearts have now been closed forever. 

Live not in regret.

But retract.

Pull back, believe.

in nothing.

retreat into sweet oblivion. 

My pact.

    Let the darkness take me.

    Empty.

    Feels so good.

    Life without meaning.

    In tact.

            Untouchable.

end