Does it look so bad?

Here it comes. The Sky is falling and your hands are sore.
Raise your arms now, this your last stand.
Can you handle this. Breaking memories with harsh truths.

Do you feel alright? This is not safe for you.
Lights spin and emotions melt. I cant breath.
This is the last attempt.

Hope is skipping heart beats. She is stealing my memories.
Can you bury her last words with this? How I hope... How I hope.
She will always be here, living in your blood.


Now that this has come to an end. Will you still walk the same?
Will you still think the same?
Will you still sleep the same without me?