Turning Into Nothing


The bones in my body are scatter and into a thousand pieces.
My legs are weakening and fading before me.
It does not matter where my heart is now.

Or where my soul is lying,
I don’t understand what’s happening.
I am no more than a few pieces.
And for this very moment
I am infinite.

From here I can see life and death.
And as I watch my memories fade away.
All I can do now is cry out the pain.

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