The horizon shifts and turns to night

The endless black draws deeper breath

It drifts across my silver tongue

Exhales to me, my certain death

(am I doomed?)

To peeling flesh from bones forever?

(I'm entombed)

Sisyphean coffin dragger

No love for what I can't control

My own silence will swallow me whole

A god complex and a bad idea

This won't end well for you, my dear

Spare me the doubt

Spare me the misery

Death's great black hand

Shall grace me eventually

I swim in a sea of lies

Only enthralled in what I despise

Ensure mistakes and I'll never learn

My Deathbed awaits my return