SOUL FOR SOUL

One man was standing in front of me
talking slowly, quietly, gently
never heard that voice along my life
it seemed that I had a call from the very deep sea
where once I belong
"what will you give?"
the question appeared within his sharp eyes
and I was there looking back at his eyes
confused on the answer I should give back
because there was no answer staying within my consciousness
then the substance within me moved
crawling beneath my consciousness
right into my backbone filling my blood
filling my flesh
filling my view
still the question smoothly rumbled
"what will you give?"
once again, I didn't have answer to deliver
only the substance kept moving into my throat
and pushing my skull to open my mouth
the substance within me released itself
it looked like me
it looked at me
it smiled at me
and that was the last time I kept my consciousness
that was the last time I saw my substance
taken by the man who was standing and talking in front of me
it felt like I was in the air
it wasn't me anymore
I was within my substance
it was within me
we were within the man
and that was the end
that I could feel within my consciousness...