• Sunlight escapes past the curtains,
    as it slowly creeps across my bed. With
    every moment spent in bed, another
    portion of myself has succumbed to the
    bittersweet warmth.

    The warmth is comforting to my
    immobility, yet a disturbing reminder of my
    current state; trapped inside my own body,
    and hidden from a world too busy to care.

    I am alone; my body is the sole
    reminder of my former existence.
    My aged, withering body is incapable of
    handling my forever growing spirit,
    yet the thought of separation is almost
    unbearable.

    Caught in between life and death, this room
    and the ground below, and the physical
    and metaphysical world around me,
    it is time for my release.