A/N: This will someday become the dialogue in a doujinshi that I'm going to draw. It's Edward's thoughts.

Electricity

I move through the air that chokes me like water,

and feels like glass

these feelings; they rule me.

Dictate my body

and my breath.

I speak aloud.

To hear the words sprung from my lips

liberated from my flesh

To drown out the sound of blood rushing in me.

So it’s as if I am only my voice.

Maybe that’s true...

I am nothing but the words

that blossom from my mouth, from my teeth and tongue.

I am so far.

Close; touching, running through molten glass.

Fear and desperation and love.

Molding together in my soul

I can’t put a leash on them

I am powerless. Like wires that conduct electricity.

Useless.

But just keep them pounding through me.

These thoughts these breaths these words.

Keep them using me or I...

These dried tears on my cheeks

they are proof

of the perfection of the flaws.

Of the everything

of the power.

Without the words,

the desire,

my thirst,

my cowardice,

I am nothing, even less than the nothing of now.

The echo

of wires

pointless without electricity.

It is him.

I whisper it!

Half ashamed, and half screaming.

Everything, everything.

I am desperate.

Because I am not ready to die.

Because it is flowing less steadily now.

Because it is the ending of the beginning of the ending of never.

My chest is screaming.

For the feelings are dimming.

Worse.

Not better, I’m getting worse.

I’m mute.

Alone, not a sound.

Except the cry of the world.

I’m fading, flickering.

Replaceable, but don’t throw me away.

Or if you do, throw me where I can fight on.

Because I can’t die yet.

Not until no one will think they care.

Don’t mourn the death,

of a voice with no body,

and electricity.

The Law of Conservation of Energy: Energy may neither be created nor destroyed.

A/N: These words, I have no idea where they come from. This is kind of how I think. So it's hard to explain. Review please!