"Dead Man Walking"

The journey
from a
"Dead Man Walking"
to the Alive Man
becomes longer,

Days and weeks pass by
and  I keep walking,

and then I meet,

the skewed corners of life which nail
inside my head and I bleed.

The blood,
the frozen blood
comes into motion.

Scribble

I promised myself to be
like I want to be,

I promised to write the
journey with every minute details.

Sometimes I forget about the person
I used to be,

and I wonder how to recall myself
from the oblivion.