death doesn’t scare me anymore there are worse things
empty has no hope deserts are formation breath is shallow cold is paralysing, heat without relief utter exhaustion
death doesn’t scare me anymore there are worse things
empty has no hope eddies progress in formations across the ground scratching around in the earth rivulets of dust fan out across the surface grinding and polishing the soul
death doesn’t scare me anymore there are worse things
empty has no hope profound nothing only pain makes this real but it is fleeting and empty seeps back in there is no self-worth
death doesn’t scare me anymore there are worse things
this lesson has been hard it has been lonely the empty has been necessary there is no point lower now the ground is stable
death doesn’t scare me anymore there are worse things
empty has no hope tumbling through a wash cycle of dust and nothing I have already died been to my own funeral mourned my passing, grieved for months walked through a valley of half-life in shadow and have come out the other-side