purple tubes of dead blood
choke your ashen face
i pray for your life
but god is just a dream i like to believe
maybe delusions will save you for now
science told me
death is darkness and decay and nothing
whatever happened to your stardust skin
i'll pull you back
i'd like to think that maybe
i am the black hole you've been trying to solve
back again
being of zero mass and infinite density
you sink too far this time
