I've always struggled to understand this mortality,
But I guess I'll now accept who I am.
All sentient beings just found their purpose
I still don't know what I was born to do.
This hopelessness will invade my body as I become lethargic
Our impending catharsis is my realisation
I've been given one final chance at closure
I won't regret, I'll do what I have to do
No one can judge me and I can do no wrong.
Alone but with clear perception is how I'm meant to die.
At the blink of an eye I will be forgotten, like the heart beat in my creation.
We always think we have longer to do what we dreamed of, well I'm taking the reins and pressing on.
How will you spend your last moments?
This is worldwide affliction, I will become a legend