• as i gaze upon my fate,
    my eyes flash before me,
    soul spiraling into confusion
    and fright...
    my heart thumping,
    unconstantly with no rhythem,
    aching with the utmost devastation...
    my life approaches death,
    slowing by the minute...
    murdering me from,
    from the world...
    minutes now begin to feel like hours,
    head pulsing with disaproval of my fate,
    limbs engulfed in flames from Hell,
    desperately gasping for the water of life
    however...it is too late now,
    my life is already decaying,
    exponentially destructed,
    no more room for life....
    only now my whole self is burning,
    flaming up into a bitter, nothingness...

    my spirit is hanging on a thread,
    given up all hope...
    thrown away dreams,
    hovering into the pits of Hell,

    the feeling is gone,
    i feel nothing...
    nothing at all,
    not even the slightest ailment...

    now i know...
    how it likes to feel dead...