My eyes are burning

from how tired I am.

I can feel my hands falling asleep,

even though they feel like ghosts.

I feel my head, weighed down by

my thoughts, even though

I feel like a hologram that

only I can see.

My breath is struggling

the way that it did when

I was chained by the rope

to my hands, clutching onto

the life I was trying to end.

I can no longer feel that I'm alive.

I can't tell if I'm alive or not.

I don't know whether or not

I am still alive, and it

terrifies me to no end.