Take a swig of this one...but careful, one is too many and two is not enough!
I had invisioned a man, nearing the end of his life, regretting changes he made a little too late. He finally managed to shake off all of his monkeys, and looked around to find himself alone.
The liquids' hold was getting stronger.
My face was slowly getting longer.
My friends and family turned their back.
My source of light had faded black.
I was feeling transparent.