this is the world that we live in,
i know you asked for that.
but i would like to bend the rules
of death and gravity.
immortality is made by
the impending doom of
a looming darkness, a silence.
so with the end in mind,
the days made sweeter, nights stranger.
we rage against dying,
make living a little brighter.
but fear and love don’t fit
in moulds of fairytale endings.
you don’t know, but i’ll ask because
this is the world that we live in.