Deep in my exsistance.. as I know not, as pain covers me. nothing but now.. a speck of nothing on his sholder.. entailing all that has and will never be. Lost. Exsisting in life with no soul no blood running through my veins like... a corpse I have no pulse. Day after day..with no exsistance I breathed his breath through mine. I felt pain, remorse.. and used. exsistance is.. but a light upon me.. scarce. I walk as though bullet holes cover every inch of me. I know no glory as I know no fate. exsisting in a pool.. of nothingness.. I drown in the heart of no one. forgetting all that has been and will be. Exsistance is pain like a knife digging the inner core slowly I bled for him.. the every speck of exsistance in me, as though I know not pain.