four point five

is it worth it, to try

when they look in

your eyes

staring straight ahead

never planning for future

motives of the undead

saving $ for your sutures

is it worth it, to struggle

to finally have the time 

give a death rattle 

instead of a war cry

breath lines into a page

making it, getting by

bones so cold, body so swollen

are you sure you're not a corpse? 

tripping out his last moments

a slideshow, a montage 

of all youve ever done (its not a lot)

yr family yr friends and yr loved ones (not many left)

are you sure?

are you sure, that this will be your end?

blame the music

watch what you say, you fool

when words don't mean enough

keep your mouth shut.

spending days in the depths of my mind

dim lights and dim soul

busying my hands, ignore the crawling rot

and its not an easy thing to flee

when all you wanted is death

but your heart yearns for life

living calm and simple and slow

slow love, so slow love

the animal muscle in your birdcage ribs does not want to die

it wont stop. it wont cease. it will try so hard to live for you it will kill you. 

the animal muscle in your birdcage ribs does not want to die

the animal muscle in your birdcage ribs does not want to die

the creature inside the tank of your skull does.

it wants to stop. the stress to cease. it will try so hard to live for you it will kill you.

but is it worth it? 

to continue

to stop

to wait

to meander on and push through

thorns and brittle branches 

out into the sea of grasses 

a clearing, a calming 

will you not just lay down to die there? 

is it not the same? 

is it really worth it to die with a beautiful view?