Heatdeath

I'm scared of my demise

An outline with empty eyes

I try

To keep my lungs

From caving in too deep

I find it gets harder to pin my lips and smile

Our minds are lost in space

Arms splayed in ugly ways

The stars burn out their lives

Down to their tiny cores

Why try

To fight against the ebb and flow?

No eyes, no ears

No nose, no tongue

No body, no mind

No color, sound

No smell, no taste

No touch, no realm of eyes

No eyes, no ears

No nose, no tongue

(Isn't it beautiful?)

No body, no mind

No color, sound

No smell, no taste

(Isn't it beautiful?)

No touch, no realm of eyes