Trash Baggies and Baggage

Emptying of my body and mind commences, until then shall i be light enough to lay beneath without falling through to the other side of the rapture, for in death we are alone, all i have, will have and forever had and to hold is me. For my tears suffocate my visions, with thy clouded judgement on my day of rebirth from which i walk among others only holding my own hand, my lung’s will enclose on themselves folding into paper castles, for which my decapitated heart will stain the walls and only those who peel back the paint shall taste the riot, thy can’t forgotten me if i was never meant to be. For if i died at first taste of oxygen, why didn’t you leave me sleeping, decades I’ve spent weeping awaiting the realm that's a haven for me, alone i shall be, just me with me. Please be happy for me, for i was once a soul within a shell for everyone to see, but to me i was dying laying on the beach as they watch and thought i was a “pretty” thing, little did they see past the shaded eyes my entirety was being fried alive by the infinite fire in spaces darkness, incarcerate me, leave my heart within a glass box for then i'll be a piece of art and maybe someone will admire or think of me differently. Thanks for dragging me alongside you, for now i am saying goodbye to you.