May I Die as I Lived
Walking an endless path, faithfully.
Crossing no familiar silhouettes,
glancing at no warm faces.
Still travelling, still in silence.
Glimpsing, registering each moment.
Most timeless as dream paralysis.
Others, memorable almost enjoyable,
Startling, as the first skipped beat,
of a heart touched by love.
Watching, and remembering each moment,
so I have more fuel to light up inside my chest.
Only to be gone, as light swallowed by
dark after a bloody red sunset.
Some still try to reach my tired eyes,
some curse me, as if I'm darkness itself.
I embrace it.
Those scars deepen my perception,
stronger, broken, just enough
to navigate through chaos.
I may appear, shining as the purest tin.
But don't be fooled, a single touch,
is enough to reframe my shape...
Only, to deceive me, or them.
I never know.
What I know is that I'm still human,
yet, some days I don’t use it.
I'm just a mad one, who knows the rules,
only to not follow them.
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