Animalistic Existence

"I know that I have lived because I have felt, and, feeling giving me the knowledge of my existence, I know likewise that I shall exist no more when I shall have ceased to feel."- Giacomo Casanova

Yet I feel and touch, but I cannot see anything beyond my brothers face in the mirror. The reflection is no longer me, for I exist no longer. I have no name of my own; I am only a fake reanimation of my dead sibling.

I feel numb, but is that truly a feeling?

I have already ceased to live in this world as "I."