I believe in the death of the emotions.

And I stand here speechless, without emotions left waiting for miracles.
Life is nothing more than a lie in a deathbed. Waiting to end.
Smelling death everywhere I go, like it is following me as some kind of curse.
I am afraid, so afraid but I will never let go. I have to go on. I have to conquer fear.
I know nothing of them all, nothing of it all, nothing at all.
And I will never be sure about anything.
I am nothing and everything in one body and soul.