Fade
When you can literally feel yourself slip away
Falling
Your insides rotting
Your eyes blur
Your heart shriveling up
Your body literally stripping away from its
skin
Fresh meat, blood to taste
Quenching for a break
Swallow it all because this is fate
Your emotionally, physically, spiritually non existent
Mentally silent
Just blank and out into the dark
Lost but found
Smile but dying
Just existing is death
This is what it feels like to be dead
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