Dying slowly but surely

My face is cracking.
My smile is breaking.
My pulse is racing.
My lungs stopped breathing.
My wrists are bleeding.
My hands are shaking.
My body is quivering.
My eyes are waking.
My past is regretting.
My future is wishing.
My present is fading.
My forever is ending.
My clock stopped ticking.
My fingers stopped writing.
My composure is failing.
My soul is dying...