-Passing of a mind-
Consciousness has been drained; it’s seeped into an infinite state of emptiness.
Such a precious state lost forever, cannot be returned and cannot be undone.
Once sentient, now only a memory, soon to fade completely, it’s the only fate that is guaranteed.
When life is lost we cry, but doesn't everyone have to die?
If we knew when we’d decease, could we lastly have peace?
No, because the ever looming impending doom that awaits us all calls out to us in the night, like a creature of horror it sings our name and whispers to us tremblingly “Tick Tock mother fucker”
And with those hallowing words we fear for our lives as we know it’s inevitable, we are in danger.
In this instance, ignorance truly is bliss. Farewell, for we all await the abyss.