dead..

Have you ever found yourself dead? You know.. some part of you at least.. that meant a lot to you? The last two days in my life were really hard for me.. not because I went through a lot, but it reminded me of a lot of things that I have been going through..

I came back home yesterday; tired, depressed, hopeful.. only to find myself dead on the bed..

I stood there watching..

those lifeless eyes..

yes.. they were lifeless..

hmmm..

I slowly moved back to my humming computer.. sat down and started going through all those floating windows..

The occasional glance at my corpse was the only thing that was new..

Yes.. after a long time.. after lengthy discussions.. ideas.. stories.. what was it all.. all gone.. look at you.. dead.. lying there..

At times I sit and watch time go by.. it just slides past you and you could do nothing about.. you are the same as you where in the past..

As I sit there thinking I saw my corpse slowly rotting away.. into the nothingness it came from..

Being free is not easy.. not even in death.. *sigh*