This is how I died
Trembling in the cold nothingness
Dark shadowed hands groping at my form
Only inches tall
Walking, slowly
With tears running down
A dirtied face
Staring at the cold unpaved ground
Clothes torn and frayed with lost time
Wasting away
Crumbling into dust
My bones start to break
Frail and useless
Falling into the ground
Where they belong
Along with my unconscious form
Into the dirt
I am buried
Shadows pick away at the remains
For I am faded
I am nothing
I return to nothing