This is not life
A body walking itself into oblivion
Minute by minute
A vessel, emptied
Through landscapes, I do not see
Through days, I do not feel

I yearn for the stillness
For the final collapse
But even that desire
Is barely a flicker

My eyes remain open
Fixed somewhere beyond the horizon
Every fiber in me screams

This flesh, a forgotten vessel
Powered by the absence of will

The inertia is absolute
It carries this husk
Into the void
Forever

I just keep moving, forward
Always forward
There is no destination
The momentum of a dying star

I yearn for the stillness
For the final collapse
But even that desire
Is barely a flicker