Becoming

Becoming (11th January 2009, 9.08pm)

Pain like fire, through veins,
burns strong and wild as I
twist the mortal coil one final,
forbidden turn. Swift goodbye.

Fire like ice, cracks veins;
I feel the splice of life as I
relinquish hold on time’s tight
reins. Feel death take flight.

Ice like skin, sears veins
closed like a lullaby as I
circumvent all human pain;
one mortal life. Now frozen.

Skin like shame, holds veins
where no heart beats as I
concede sweet taste of victory,
embrace... immortality.

Jennifer Pickup