The stain

today I lost my will to live it simply spilled out on to the floor next to the pile of broken dreams I didn`t notice till I saw the stain I didn`t feel it trickle out of my soul (because I feel nothing) pain had been my dearest friend it was always there for me when my dreams crumbled now I`m left in this horrible sea of numbness without any hope there is no need for pain so, now I have nothing I think I died awile ago