Heartless Abandonment

Sorrow being poured into my being like milk into a glass, opaque and cold to the touch of intellect, watching as it slowly engulfs every fiber and particle of my being. Absorbing my life in it's emptiness, filling me with a heartless abandonment, tearing into my personality and leaving me lonely and forsaken. Not ever wanting to speak or join in conversations again, isolating and turning away from everything in this life, knowing that the end will be coming to me sooner or later. It doesn't matter at all to me in this state of mind, may- be tomorrow will find me in a better mood after listening to music and writing poetry some more.