Weird piece

There is a weird piece.

I may have reached my limits.

I must blame my overtaxed body for not listening to me now.

The numbers of survivors are dwindling.

Like this...

I thought it was karma that I am witnessing the end...

Perhaps it is my selfishness.

I don't think there is no such time left for me..

Even walking is difficult now.

Once I confidently claimed I will lead all of us...

I find myself pathetic for becoming a burden much less of help.

Everything is regretful.

Everything I started...

Everything of mine...

It would be better to abandon me...

The days I am asleep are outnumbering the days I am awake now.

I suddenly picture his face in my increasingly hazy consciousness.

Tatio...

A person sweet to me even though all I only cared about was my work.

Ha... person...

I cannot endure the shame of my past for considering him a mere successful project.'

Though I cannot help that I may die here...

If only to apologize to him...

If only to muster one sweet word, I have thoughts of survival.

..Is it possible?