The death of Light

Swallowed the memories into nothing with the inability to write or remember. This f*****g life alone, no one to recall times of my past or create thoughts of the memories. Emptiness. Sadness is immediate. Years have passed living defeated, ignored, beaten, humiliated, ruined, among nothing. wasted. Interactions with people you are in common daily, the called friends for years never took the time to know myself, spent years, mindless, selfish life. I listen, be kind, give empathy, give and I gave. 

Incredible painful emptiness. Live miserly alone. The darkness is near the end. The end of light. The end. Nothing left to give, to be taken, the empathy depleted the light. The memories are lost and no longer able to love. Awoken daily are met in pain, false connections, surrounded, overwhelmed from humans. Life and death are of delicacy irrational collapsing existence. The life is evaporated into death. 

Death near, death when once honored is a blimp social media post about friendship. The lies, embellishments in a single post while taking from death in likes, cares, hearts, hugs and endless prayers for the loss become actions for final drainage. Less than 8 hours after death, forgotten, meaningless. My death is the final drain of the last light i had to be taken. The obituary for the gossipers for knowledge to take further energy after death, the attention catabolized. They speak facts of the past, the very learned facts the never cared. In the after life, humans remain draining light. Irrelevant, forgotten, left to nothing. Forgotten. 

In death. The dead are in fault.