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Last Night I Died

Last night I died
But my body somehow stayed alive

I was sitting still in my chair
Making peace with the cold night air

And I let my eyes wander
As my mind started to ponder
A chilling subject in my head

The music in my headphones played a slow, sad, tune
As I counted all the days I had wasted away in June

And then a small tear fell from my eyes
Because while counting I had started to realize

The world was still turning without me
Even as I was so detached from reality

"Am I that trivial of a person?"

I was here all alone doing nothing, feeling nothing and the world hadn't stopped to ask me why

"Because it doesn't matter"
"Because I don't matter"

So what else could I do but sit here silently and cry

You see if I died the world would surely spin and spin
Until it reached its inescapable oblivion

And so I sat in my chair
Coming to terms with my epiphany
Thinking of old memories
And how little they now meant to me

Thus, I've decided to spend the rest of my life day-dreaming
Since I've come to see that my life (conclusively) has no purpose or meaning

And with this decision I was perfectly content
And for this decision I refused to lament

But as I laid my head down to go to sleep
I once again began to weep

The truth was that my heart was hardening
And my emphatic soul was reduced to a wisp

My tears were crystalizing
And my colorful mind started to resemble a dark abyss

So as my heart ached on this eerily cold night in July
I realized that this must be how it feels to
truly,
truly

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*a/n* I wasn't so sure about the format of this one, feel free to give me feedback:)❣️