Living Eulogy - Panopticon

There’s so much pressure to just keep breathing

I’m not sure my heart will keep beating

All the things I have labored for they may fall into nothing if I’m not here to

see the end

What will become of me when I become the Autumn leaves?

When all that’s left of me is a shell?

And the world moves on without me?

Will I die tonight?

Will I die tonight?

Will I forever sleep?

Will my mother weep?

Will you remember me?

Will you remember me?

I exist in fear

So in a way, I am not alive

This foe I cannot conquer: It is my own demise

I am terrified and I don’t want to die

This world is so beautiful

I want to be alive…