my body heat has risen once again

from searching for change in something that's dead

i can't get rid of it, even though i tried

so i make this soliloquy i pitifully write

the weeping cells now travel to the sea

the shake of the earth refused to be ceased

the clouds made of ash follow up ahead

as if tracing where a flock of swallows drifted overhead

i'm begging for a future to exist

with hands full of hope and pride that i stitched

i plead to the stars shining in the night

but i'm met with a reflection of your eyes inside their light

if i could hold your hand, say i love you then

i could kill these dreams that had never come to fruition

as all your functions slow, an abnormal heat

slowly starts to show all across your whole nervous system

no, this cannot be real

this cannot be real

this cannot be real

this cannot be real

this cannot be real

this cannot be real

this cannot be real

this is just too painful to be real life

sounds that you try to scream don't make any sense

coming out of your throat since it has become so infected

hanging above a chair is a crescent moon

rotted and deranged laughing at the way you're affected

now it is getting close

it is getting close

it is getting close

it is getting close

it is getting close

it is getting close

it is getting close

it is getting closer and closer to you