I feel as if I am fading away. Like an old photograph, cracked and yellowed with age. Cold and heartless, a forgotten memory. Fallen from grace, painful and hated. I am lost. The air around me grows colder. Colder as I lay here, dying, fading away, far away. There soon will be no memory. You forget my voice, my face, fallen away from your heart, your head. Your eyes no longer see me, your ears no longer hear me. I am growing cold, faded. Color dies, senses dull. I am fading away, shameful memories forgotten. Please don't leave me lying here. Please don't forget. Don't let me fall, don't let me fade away.
November 2, 2009