Semi-comatose, here I lay half conscious
Ravenous, I can no longer feel myself turn over around under
Erebus surrounds me like a dreadful dire gorge, a maelstrom waiting to engulf my faded body
Stoic, I fall into oblivion, peace washing over my face
Into the niches of my brain, where none dare go, darkness fills
What once was ambrosial, now seems to suffocate me from the inside out
A flaming vessel of hatred, or love
I can no longer tell
Death plagues my thoughts
Grieving is futile
I can feel my severed heartstrings hanging lifeless inside my chest
I am despondent, there’s no point to hope
What once I fawned at, I now dread
Blood mixed with salt drip down my face
This infection has become intradermal
It’s spreading, taking over my whole being
My sanity seems to abate with every tick of the clock
I’ve become skeptical of my surroundings, my so said brethren
Some wise man said the only beauty is that of destruction
I see neither
Semi-comatose
I am numb
I am dead