When you r dead inside
You see a flower
A black beautiful flower
Which whithers unnoticed
Its colours fade
But it still smells
At last, time turns it into dust.

You see a darkness,,
A deep dark devouring darkness,
It goes around you,
Encompassing everything,
Those walls, those memories, that you,
When it finally reaches you,
You let it take over,
You see it engulfing  from foot to head,
No pain remains, only sweet agony.

You see a tear,
Then a rain of tears,
Falling endlessly on the scorched ground of your heart,
yet your eyes remain silent,
See everything,
Feel everything,
But dry.