I take this chilled breath
As if it is to be my last.
Lungs expand in the
Hopes of one more
euphoric second,
Heart creaking with
The weight of rusty hinges
and fleshy scars,
Am I going insane?
I am a
Young body with an eternal mind,
I still fear death.
Fragile soul,
Infinity is the beads
By which my personality
Changes, disintegrates.
Past, present, and future.
Somehow,
I still end up
Where it all began.
Here and now.