Too Numb to Think of a Title

Kiss me,
I can't feel it,
It can't make a difference,
anymore,
It's like I'm a hologram,
You can see me and try to touch,
but I'm not there,
and I can't feel,
The pain can't hurt,
not anymore,
as all the life is gone for sure,
your loving touch I've waited for,
so close,
But nothing more,
and I need something real,
for to live only to die is so frailly fake,
but so trully real,
when there's nothing left to feel.