My hands outstretched reach towards the sky always, even though it forever remains just out of my grasp.

As I finally meet my end

 I won't be scared, I won't defend 

The things I've done

 As the world revolves the sun

 I hope the light that I become can

 Sleep for once

Whatever happens hold on to that feeling and never let go.

I wear this crown of thorns 

Upon my liars chair

Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair 

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here

What have I become 

My sweetest friend

I guess I'm not that interesting. Maybe I've been looking at this the wrong way.

So I shut my mouth

By fire be purged. Let the flame consume my very existence.