The product of my senses

I saw the foundation of love, born from blood and bone, deteriorate, steadily, over the course of many months.

I smelled the ashes of existence, as they continued to burn, on the pyre of my ravaged heart.

I tasted the bitterness of negligence, and the blood of burning desire, in my heart, too long ago molded.

I heard the cry of hopelessness, as i lay forsaken, under a blanket of fire, warping my mind, unrecognizable.

I felt the shock of abandonment envelope me, in its greatness, as i absorbed the cruelty of fate.