The gentle summer breeze
Taking you back to the days
The days of ignorance
When nothing mattered
But everything was thrilling
Breathing Slower. . .
But zooming by
Ignorance fading
The pain of repetition setting in
When excitement fades into antiquity
And you know your days are numbered
Breathing Faster. . .
As terror sets in
The demons clawing at your mentality
Epiphany after epiphany
Trailing into darkness
Caring ceases
Breathing. . .
The cold hospital air
Yet your deathbed has never been warmer
Eyesight has left
But what's ahead is still clear
Nothing.
Breathing Stops.
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 7:46 PM UTC
The gentle summer breeze
Taking you back to the days
The days of ignorance
When nothing mattered
But everything was thrilling
Breathing Slower. . .
But zooming by
Ignorance fading
The pain of repetition setting in
When excitement fades into antiquity
And you know your days are numbered
Breathing Faster. . .
As terror sets in
The demons clawing at your mentality
Epiphany after epiphany
Trailing into darkness
Caring ceases
Breathing. . .
The cold hospital air
Yet your deathbed has never been warmer
Eyesight has left
But what's ahead is still clear
Nothing.
Breathing Stops.
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