What? I don't know, I don't comprehend what this is all about. I often find myself lost and confused, I don't know what to think, don't know what to feel, not happy nor depressed, like every drop of energy had already been drained. Lying in bed thinking about when my dues have to be paid. I.. am dead, as i don't feel my eyes as it opens. I can hear my throbbing heart filling the room of silence. As if i were a soul ready to be released from the captive nature of my flesh. The cadaver stinks witin me. It awakens me that this had long been overdued that a year of longing will not be soothed by the unknown being. It would have to be a being, a living flesh and blood that could blend with the senses of nature. It would have to be me.