Analysis of I am weak

I am weak.

Life is leaving my body.

My breath is tarnishing

In two waves of sighs.

My soul is bleeding

I am weak

I am drunk

From the ascension

Of alcohol which smells

Like the death of my

To be one day

At the museum of

I'm doing my last

Sign of the cross

I'm doing the last round

Of the rosary

I'm going to the

To dance my pain

In the ears of

So that when they are tired of me

They will narrate

The beauty of afterlife

Which smiles at me