Gaze to the eyes of oblivion.
Madness stalks your corrosive mind.
Dig deep.
Days grow longer as does my suffering
Memories dance like silent ghosts, entombed within my heart.
Despair fills my lungs, knowing this final fate I rot.
I can no longer exist.
Old man what have you done with your time?
You've wasted life.
Failing instincts.
Digging deeper is a grave.
Reach now inwards gaze into oblivion.
Fate has spoken.
Overwhelmed you can't escape.
Reach now outwards gaze to your oblivion.
Slipping farther, your grasp is letting go.
No path to follow.
You're all out of time.
Dig deeper.
Panicked lies I tell myself are shallow.
My jagged words are knives I must swallow.
They're circling like a cult for my attention.
They're stabbing left and right they are my Brutus.
I've fucked myself again and bled for this.
Unknown horizons outline all my failures.
Imprisoned under cold truth of stars.
Slowly I rot.
Old roots grown deep.
I am no longer immense.
Old man what have you done with your time?
You've wasted life.
Failing instincts.
Digging deeper is a grave.
Reach now inwards.
Gaze into oblivion.
Fate has spoken.
Overwhelmed you can't escape.
Reach now outwards gaze to your oblivion
Eyes watch you spiral.
Eyes watch you spiraling down.
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