Flowing

down, down, down,
flows the silky satin,
that keeps me alive yet so dead at the same time,
coursing through my veins,
till it reaches the breach,
then leakes out onto the floor,
less in less in my body,
yet more and more on the floor,
im slipping away,
the lights fading,
growing numb,
worries fading,
heart slowing,
as the silky satin flows out onto the floor.