Serve My Thirst

I'm fading away from here, can't seem I begin.
Even though I'm awake, my body slowly breaks.
Feels so cold that I shake, every time I reflect.
These stories I'm writing to verse they sure do serve my thirst.
Seems to clear my head, when I'm awake at night.
I pull myself so tight, lying in the dark.
Feeling rich with words,
I'm about to draw my thoughts, re planning out my [bad word] 
I'll start it all from scratch.

Take me away, shattered my hopes today.
Nothing kept me on my seat.
Oh it ends so tragically for me.