I feel the strong grip, a firm hand around my throat
your words make my sentences choke
I gasp
in search of something
other then these
hellogoodbye
nothings.

Am I anything but just a simple star in the sky to you?
One glistening white night light
among a network of constellations
you've formed within your
galaxy

Fuel my skin with gasoline
light up my mouth up with nicotine
let the record play, take advice from Cobain

It's better to burn out, then to fade away

I was born, to die in flames
a black-hole heart eruption,
my soul will combust
until I am nothing
but a faint trail
of space dust.