I open the cornea of my eyes to the smiles of the world; it's unwelcoming.
I spoke to the reflection of my past
"I've found the answers to your earthly death, and that is your life won't last"
She didn't listen.
And that's when the world turned it's back on her.
The day will come where all else will prevail while I seize to exist.
Hidden behind an eucalyptus tree,
dark glimpses of light are creeping their way into a virtuous scenario.
The ground will vaporize into the rapturous arena,
while the birds deteriorate into the burning core.
My cardiac organ will collide against my ribs.
I will have a lack of breath and by then my vocal chords will be strangled by my heart.
And that is when I will collapse and seize to exist.
