It crumbled to the ground as empires and civilizations crumbled into oblivion.
There was nothingness left; black and deep.
There was a hole in my black rose heart so large that it devoured everything that was good and enjoyable.
There was nothing—but deep, painful sadness. I could see it in my eyes when I dared to look in the mirror. They were as if they were soul-less. They were as if my life had been taken away—and I could feel it—my will to live slowly ebbing away, surely and steadily.
Days turned into nights, until there were no longer days in my life.