I'm okay,
For now,
I'm stable,
Or as stable as a broken person can be,
It's the calm before the storm,
The anticipation is killing me,
It happens,
It's almost bliss,
I feel nothing,
But nothing feels like everything,
The sweet embrace,
Of death,
That I've longed for,
For so long,
But it gets dark,
The colors and,
dullness that was once,
Overwhelming is gone,
I wake up,
From my happy dream,
That i wish would be a reality.