I can't feel myself anymore.
I've been replaced with dying stare.
Your words were faint...
and i can hear them run from me in memory...
time catches up to the both of us...
run from me in memory.

This is a desperate cry tonight
from a heart punctured by the ends
of your sentences.

Your shatter was inaudible
but the nightmare
to come bled my eardrums dry.
It's an end.