sirens pass you by, indifferent to your agony and your silent screams
you hear no more--

the sweet odor of lavenders is now extinct, never to be resurrected
you smell no more--

colours vanish from the world, to leave only pitch black behind
you see no more--

the saliva in your mouth is nothing but liquid ash, adding to your fear
you taste no more--

every sensation you've had until now is gone, shattered to nothing
you feel no more--

and then
you breathe

no more