I'm numb to my bones. Every inch of me is sore. I'm rotting away until I'm left with nothing more.
I want to feel. I want to feel something yet I don't want to give in, but instead greet death as an old friend. When he comes knocking at my door you won't hear me crying from pain no more.
I'm standing in the ocean letting the waves wash over me. Singing the song of the hopeless as I follow the waves back in the sea. Just to feel something for the last time I swallowed and greeted the salt water sting into my lungs.
It finally felt so good to feel something. I felt free as I became one with the sea.