R.I.P

something within me has died...
the core of my being has faded...
the essence of my existance is no longer...
i feel lost and ordinary...
my conversation peace has been muted..
my blood runs red and regular... its consistancy pure liquid...
iron and oxygen...
i can't breathe...i'm wrapped in a slumber... clouded memories of past ecstacy...
i crave what is gone... i want what i can't have...
the exterior speaks volumes... the decision is right.. but why does the anguish run so deep?
i am restless and tired...devoid of power...devoid of strength...devoid of ME...