The ravenous grass overwhelms the sun's beaming rays,
Slowly spreading its cold touch across my limbs.
Its tendrils gouge deep into my veins,
Numbing my thoughts.

The hungry roots, pull me into the earth,
As green blades tickle my nose.
Slowly fading is my reality,
Until it's all but consumed.
Displaced among the roots,
I’m lured to an isolated realm,
Where only my feelings roam.

Every few seconds I forget to breath in,
Breath out,
The beat of my silent heart rings in my ears,
My lungs screaming for something more.
One thought passes my failing mind.
What have I become?

I stare in search of answers,
Past the abyssal walls that hold me,
Past my body.
The last pulse rings.
The chest cavity is pierced by a pressing sadness,
Its blade draining me of all life.

Now I lay a hollow vessel.
Cleaned of all humanity,
Waiting for the next soul to fill me.
Longing for the next lover to touch me.

One thought passes my jealous mind.
I am alone.