Severed in Half

I have been thrown in a river,
I wash away with the chaotic flow.
Beset with a heavy shield of false glory,
There, to my destination I go.

I float away with the waves,
But think not that I feel sorrow,
For I have the true hope,
That there will be no tomorrow.

Now, the wishes do not matter.
Now, there is nothing more to gain.
Now, I see the end unmistakably.
Now, I feel nothing, not even pain.

On the other side of the river,
There was the other me,
Captured and being burnt alive,
For the whole world to see.

The smoke drifted to the sky,
Becoming one with the air,
Leaving behind the gray ash,
Waste of me, from the flames snare.

Now, the wishes do not matter.
Now, there is nothing more to gain.
Now, I see the end unmistakably.
Now, I feel nothing, not even pain.

Oh, here was my heinous crime,
I have been sentenced for just this.
I renounced a numbered lie, for which,
I exchange my life of fake bliss

Give me no more chances,
Show me no false dreams,
Make no promises of better days,
Nor try to show me what it all seems.

Now, the wishes do not matter.
Now, there is nothing more to gain.
Now, I see the end unmistakably,
Now, I feel nothing, not even pain.