I am incapable of looking at the sky
and not imagine it falling,
Somehow convinced that tragedy is perfection,
I feel like the world is easily destroyed by longing
All too often breaking apart at the presence of wonder
Insisting that there’s no need for desire
If I am here to live forever

Everywhere,
The immensity of life weakens me,
As I become a mere wanderer
Growing infinitely wise and equally lost

In my heart,
I have grown tired of the passing seasons
Of all the absent reasons why tomorrow will be here
When I cannot continue anymore
Always awaking to feel like crying
In a seeming immortality,
Without God

I can’t deny that truth has caused something in me to die
Crushing more than just dreams
Slaying me in a way I never knew was possible
As I mourn for an end that has happened
The most intimate thoughts laid to rest
in a place that I cannot bury
Where I cannot find closure
If truly I am here to live forever…