Tied to Mortality

There is a time
When all things come to close
Dropping into darkness
With threads not yet strung

Only in fiction
Is there a thing that exists
As happily ever after
Without ongoing matters

Conclusion doesn’t wait for lost characters
In this world we have here
Only string snipped before knotted
Stray frays still reaching out

We have a beautiful world
Imperfect as it is
Though even that itself is temporary
Because we’re unraveling already