Why does being so close to death
Make you feel so alive?
Sometimes I think to myself why I spend all my time inside
The cold has never felt so numb
The stars have never seemed so far apart
I wonder if things will change
Some flowers take years to bloom
Others wilt away in days
The terrifying thought I have
Is that maybe these thoughts will never go away

All these faces come and go

There is a stillness in the atmosphere
It is unsettling
But I will not fear
I will find comfort in the lonesome air
And dance around it as if the end was near
The rain will fall soon
What will you hear?
I will hear a lovely sound
A pitter-patter to put my mind to rest
There could be no better way to cease to exist

Words mean nothing when they are hidden away
They are just thoughts on paper left to decay

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Who will watch me when I fall

What will I hear
Once the music leaves
As my last drumming heartbeat ceases to be

What will I feel
As the light leaves my skin
Will a hollow numbness fill within?

Mellow like the falling rain
My eyes have become shallow and lost their ways
You see beauty and I see pain
You can find the beauty in my pain
Without you
a tear would mean not a thing
It would just fall like the rain
And imprint on my skin