Escape

The blood pours forth as a torrent of sin,
Staining the out- releasing the in.
Salt rivers cascade down the marbled face,
Chosen to die as forced to birth, disgrace.
closer to peace with each exhale,
each wisp an existential tear into the air.
In deaths promising grip
'Laxed fingers let life's burdens slip.
Let go and ascend,
Life's scars death's kiss doth mend.