Is it goodbye for now?

or goodbye for good?

I am not the person I was before

and I am not the person I was yesterday

The confidence I had in myself is shattered

shredded apart by deceit and lies of others

who claimed some monk-like innocence

but were wickedness in disguise

I’ll never be the same

This version of me is wearing armor of the dead

and there is no longer a heart beating inside

I am now the walking dead

And part of my ribcage hangs freely

twisting in agony and soaked in blood

And I fall to my knees with blank eyes

and I remember all the wicked people of the past and now I remember you, too

I fall onto my back to stare at the heavens

where no light exist anymore

I’m turning to stone

as I gasp my last breath

You’ll have this stain on your conscious forever

and I will be just stone