dex

space.
i know not of what i speak.
i know only you.
you and noone else.
nothing i can say.
no actions i repeat.
i dont understand.
black.
wondering if death will come.
not sure if im prepared.
chemicals pulsate through my body.
taking thier tole.
killing me slowing.
making useless my bodily functions.
turning me into what i hate the most.
low.
lower than i ever thought i would get.
to abuse what is to help the needy.
to cure thier cough.
but warpe my brain.
my heart races.
the panic sets in.
wondering if my life is spared.
have i returned to earth?
no.
just a tease.
and glitter of useless hope.
im not normal.
i am fucked.
it wont let go.
im stuck up here.
i want to fall.
i cannot.
nothing is everything.
illusion is the only real control.
keeps me sane.
keeps me high.
nothing else does it the same.
i slip once again into a place unknown.
witnessed only by those who are already dead.
somewhere.
far far away.
this is the end.
but there is no end for me.
only you.
be thankful.
years have passed.
but yet i stay the same.
time starts to decay.
yet i am still young.
and niave.
forever.