To keep death on my mind as I'm running out of time. The crown that weighs me down. Little by little I disappear into thin air. Redefined lines leave me blind. A cruel elaborate hoax, the whole world now exposed. Assorted I will stand as far away as I can. Helpless in this abyss I'm still in search of it. Empty handed I return but I strive off of what I learned. For I can hope that what is done is done.