The flames of gray
Cut at my oxygen
They cut at what was left of my air
My lungs felt they would collapse any moment
The soul of mine lost all color flames of gray devoured me continuously
My protective layer of skin
Gone
My Border balance
Gone
It's stopped in the middle of the feast looked me in the eyes and took it
All of it
The pressure of emotions gone
I felt no hurt
No true happiness
I felt numb
Nothing
I was empty, cold, dark, gone
No emotions no colors nothing
Truly empty lonely
I'm a gray nothing
I thought before I was something
But I now see I'm not
A dot in millions
Am I important?
What my purpose?
What is life?
Why do I live?
