Last Days

I’ve decided to give peace to my weary soul and shed the shell of human self.  I have spent so much time going in and out of the reality of human existence, to realms far beyond the soul.   Death and Rebirth without intention.  My soul is eternal but this flesh is weak and poisoned.  Is there salvation for aching bones and tethered flesh? A mind decayed by substance, a soul that cries for renewal. “Feed me to the bliss of abyss” pleads my soul. When i open my eyes and I realize I am myself again and I look at my skin and I touch it and I am real I want to scream, “Wake up you are here again!”  Have I lost my mind?  I don’t care about the answer to that question because no matter what I seek death.