Degenerate

Time has had it's way with me,
Killing those who I've loved and cared.
I need a heart, that carries on through the pain.
Relinquish my soul, that never ceases fail,
Despite my infection within.

What do these feelings entail?
I've questioned it from deep within,
And it always tells me to carry on,
Carry on. But with these fractured thoughts,
We'll all end it soon.