red water.

in those depths
of soul
of existence

waits pain
for someone
under the burden

heavier than mountains
it weighs
almost like a knife

stashed into a heart
waiting as
a red colored water

and flows
gradually increasing

the pain, the sensations
yet at the same time

eating away
all feelings of those

of guilt
of self-pity
and everything else

easing with the balms
of a subtle progression
of relieving death

of salvation
ripping away
one by one all

that was life
that was alive
or of vital elements

evading that space
inside that
once used to breathe an air

happiness undefined now
one can leave
to never return, forever.

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