Nov 17, 2004 19:46
My heart is fading, breaths shallowing. The warmth of sun is but an illusion, all I feel is cold. Darkness projects my paths no matter how hard I try to find light. I can't remember the joys of a smile or the taste of sweets. Sensations are but a numbing thought. I can't feel pain or anything for that matter. I feel nothing; no emotions, no warmth; no tenderness. A night's sleep is a but a yawn in a day. I feel tired yet cannot stop. I feel poisoned. Something is devouring me, and I cannot fight back. I am losing it, a part of me. My humane, my heart.
-PHaNToM