I Can Feel...

A collection of thoughts.

I can feel the faces staring.
I can feel my "blood" comparing.
I can feel the lack of loving.
I can feel the perpetual loathing.
I can feel my two eyes straining.
I can feel my affections waning.
I can feel my pale face flooding.
I can feel my small hands trembling.
I can feel my weak heart aching.
I can feel my strong head breaking.
I can feel the walls building.
I can feel myself shriveling.
I can feel my future fading.
If only I could feel the end coming.