Path Killer

I won't last another decade

At this pace I'm wasted facing down a life's

Death drive

An arrival just as well

Tell me of the things worth waiting around

To see, a burning world unsubtly

Crumbling

And there's nothing left to grasp

A path killed, unfulfilled or writhing tied to

A stake, mistakenly awake a past

That's laughing

And I'm basking in the end

I won't even try to convince you

Of what no one could describe

And I don't even mind if I'm receding

If it's by my own design