The End and the Beginning

In the depth of night Glassy eyes staring Into the emptiness Of blurred space Spread in front Of the backdrop Of cold infinity This is the end And the beginning At least for me My eyes do not see The colors of the world Nor do I feel the cold Of icy hail falling On my naked body Abandoned in the Barren land of nobody Unrecognizable time Scattered all over Like frost flowers Painted on the glass Look beautiful but Odorless and lifeless I brush them gently With fingertips And imagine velvety Surface soaked up With intoxicating Scent sinking into My lonely psyche Trying to wake up Hibernating memories But don’t feel anything Don’t smell the scent Don’t see the shapes Of the world I used to Belong in those remote Fading into the shadows Of past numbered days Jut empty space Spread in front of me This is the end and The beginning At least for me