In a parallel existence

I still exist

Although I have become odorless

The same night my detached shadow deserted me

I strolled and strolled endlessly 

But I was going in circles ... And the shadow was nowhere to be seen

I still exist

Although I have become expressionless 

My lips sealed with a needle and a thread

My fingers glued to an invisible wall 

My brains, once scrambled, now dry

I still exist 

Although I have become colorless

And the dead skin around my extremities is pealing off on its own. Slowly. 

Even my skin has chosen to split with me

As I stand here and decay

I know that in your memory

I still exist