Mind

in the color of my mind Can you hear it, the dying breaths of endless stars? In the ink of space, the worlds fold hard. Even light breaks free of its own decree, Entropy hums, Thanatos breathes, between veiled seams, endless tales, of worlds unmade. fade, fade, I fade, oh, just another thing made, oh, I think of life, the color between the lines, prisms inside bold silhouettes that shine, dripping vines that reach for divine hands, we never understand, our curse is to think. So we trace lucid dreams through fevered minds. fade, fade ,I fade, oh, just another thing made, oh, Now the glass of time bends, reflects my face, a shimmer caught between loss and grace. Every thought, a star collapsing slow, each word, an echo, a ghost in the glow. If I disappear, will the void still know my name? fade, fade,I fade, oh, just another thing made, oh,