there is no touch. no scent; sight & sound, but such a longing for the real, the unattainable. emptiness, swallowing the feel of it all. a simple brush of the hand - nonexistant to others, unnoticed. haunting. these walls, memories embedded within, fragmented flashbacks of a rapidly deteriorating past. gone. gaze, take it in - it's all that can be done. fragments, haunting, falling through the cracks as if insignificant specks of dust, a life fading away. reaching though nothing can be grasped. soul yearning for tangible evidence, proof of some sort of meaning that does not exist. haunted.