Green meadows or grey rooms,
I can't quite tell

It sparkled and breathed.

People in white,
conversing in an alien tongue
I can't quite tell

Only the faintest flavor remains, a whiff time to time
All through the day

At noon it struck;
Yes!
I see it all at once;
I feel it;
Beauty, depth, insanity
I am enraptured in the glorious swan song

Before my dream disappears forever,
beyond this world
Only its lovely essence lingering

Being is all I want
I want to be air,
golden light right through me,
clear shimmering fog,
Disintegrate me
I want to be everywhere,
I want to be nothing so that I can be everything

(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.