HeathDeath

I'm scared of my demise
An outline with empty eyes

I try
(Isn't it painful?) to keep my lungs from caving in too deep
I find
(Isn’t it lovely?) it gets harder to pin my lips and smile

Our minds are lost in space
Arms splayed in ugly ways

The stars
(Isn’t it frightening?) burn out their lives down to their tiny cores
Why try
(Isn’t it useless?) to fight against the ebb and flow

No eyes, no ears, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind
No color, sound, no smell, no taste, no touch, no realm of eyes
No eyes, no ears, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind
No color, sound, no smell, no taste, no touch, no realm of eyes