Balkanization

the balkanization of my heart
 has been resurrected
 with an affection that always inspires
 and never grows tired
 of my dark and deadly valleys
 is this the end of me? I swore to never go back.
 in this the finest hour a last breath of life awaits me
 in this the finest hour a last breath of life awaits me
 anticipation with
 vomiting,
 you are something I dream
 you are the something that I must have
 truly this is the finale of my suffering
 and the beginning of perpetual peace
 truly this is the end,
 the departure I have waited for
 my last chance to see,
 this perpetual peace
 on this day I will learn to love again
 on this day I will learn to love again
 and so I am waiting to die...