fading dreams

Slowly bleeding. Slowly dying. Slowly fading. So long. Slowly memories fade. My thoughts run slow in a state of daze. The days I live slowly passed. The slow drip of blood. The warm blood will soon be cold. The light slowly fades into the darkness. The darkness surrounds me complete isolation. The memories will soon be gone. Only a few will cry. Just a few. The sobs will fade. Just one more dream in my mind. Just one more fading dream.