Talking stars (closing statement)

Talking stars, talking stars
You make my thoughts transcend
These mysterious words you speak
I still cannot comprehend

You whisper to me
Breathe in this shade
give in the stillness
And simply taste the blade

Feel this silence
Listen to the silent cry
But I can't believe my purpose for living
Is simply to just die

Talking stars, talking stars
You don't control my fate
If you really want me to die
You're just going to have to wait

My present makes my future
Not my past
This is my closing statement
Be sure its not my last