I Am Gone

My eyes glazed and bloodshot, 

Salty tears they produce, 

Squeezing through my eyelashes, 

creating 

sticky black veins down my luminescent face. 

My lips chapped and sore, quiver as I shake, 

My body in throbs.

Moments later, 

Pale, cold, hard skin, like the dead. 

I am gone.

I am no longer.