The monitor stopped.
So did time.
I couldn't even blink.
My heart stopped and with it, so did my entire life.
It wasn't like I had died, but I no longer had a heart.
I can't even call it mine.
It's weird not feeling anything.
Not truly free, but there's no more pain.
No more mercy, no more jealousy, not a care in the world.
No more happy, no more sad, no more laughing when I'm nervously scared.
Just a mask, in place of where a heart should be.