the lights spin around
running right into the ground
people try to come down
all trying not to drown
stars dying in the background
none can hide their frown
heading back to the battleground
keeping an eye on the countdown
til the lights go out
and the blackout
triggers the fallout
and everyone
just
leaves

help me slow down,
i dont want drown,
not yet.

i am not ready,
i must stay steady,
let go.

life must go on,
i will see the dawn,
later.

others must know,
i wont stop the flow,
let it be.

help me stay,
for one more day,
i will live.

there is sunlight in her hair
and galaxies in her eyes

stars glide in the air
following the fireflies

i have never been so lucky
to witness this

i must leave the world
before my meaning is unfurled

i must never taint the holy
or let anyone else sink as lowly

i must never begin
what will only end in sin

i must master
how to die faster

i must never disappoint
but i have arrived at a breaking point

the world must never know
that i love it so

i have been told
that i will grow old
and the world will look different.

but when i was small,
and not myself at all,
the world was very much the same.

it must be that variety
that so shook society
and shocked all those watching.

the little one-by-one changes
and lopsided ranges
that help each young world to keep spinning

the insignificance of some
must influence the outcome
into the pathways of all

each planet will live
and all rest will forgive
and any different will cease to exist