Who Is This Person Inside My Body? Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Here the sounds? There coming.
Time to start running.
Start gunning for the nearest exit.
Only one window hangs open.
Every other crevice locked up so tight from the outside.
The air doesn't even dare move through these blockages.
Try as you might there is no breaking down that door.
So just jump out and be free even if it only is temporary.
For all we ever have is a moment.
A millisecond upon a clock that can't be moved forward or backwards.
A free falling destiny.
No clue where you might land.
How could you even try to plan for anything better?
The very last handwritten letter and as ink the ink drys your left to wonder why.
Hands reaching out for the invisible sky.
As sun shines right in your eye it has both a blinding and awaking effect.
What is left in this empty suitcase of parlor tricks?
If I can not see what does it mean?
Who is my real enemy?
Does he lie within me?
With a ghosts echo whisper sending chills right up the spine.
He says lets go.
The show is not quite over.
Can it ever be if it never really ends?
Time wasted or spent.
A perspective skewed and bent.
Laying upon the cold rails still waiting for that train to travel the distance.
Sorry sir, but I'm afraid you just missed it.
A kiss with death can sometimes be so tempting.
It's lure always leaves you feeling more empty.
A whiskey bottle laying with just a swallow left in it.
Do you drink up or or say that's enough.
That similar to the way I see life.
Walking on the paved dirt road that leads straight to hell.
Miles to go.
Better to enjoy it while it last.
Because sometimes the trip happens so fast.
Fading dreams of our past.
So much contrast.
Can you not see all these bending lights.
Souls passing each other with no notice.
No clarity.
Bringing about more disparity.
Is this desperation so dangerous?
Does it push us bounds and leaps ahead of time?
Or is a weakness of the self awareness of the human mind?
To be alive, to take a breath of fresh air.
Only if I dare.
Only if I dare.