Your eyes
A pretty shade of blue...

I take my last breath
And I realize...

I don't mean to rhyme
But every single time...

The fire in the night
The flames in the drink...

It comes for us all,
Whether you’re big or small...

There is something wrong
When everything feels right...

People can be tricky
When all they do is look...

The sounds in my head
They beat harder and louder...

They say my eyes are pretty
But I think that's a lie...

How do you kill such a thing
That exists within your mind...

Its not hard to believe
That we all make mistakes...

Stepping away from my daily nothings
Into different dimensions and spaces...