I know I'm Alive, And Yet.

im hearing things

im hearing things

i dont know what'll happen

dont know if i'll make it home

i made it

im where i wanted to be

a seat was vacant and all

but now that i've arrived

i see that im tired

ive expired

what if i let my skull crack down?

sitting, sitting, 

i know i am and yet, and yet

what id give to put this head on the table

but when that happens, 

i know what'll happen, 

i know what'll happen

ill long to be horizontal

and then,

i'll yearn for something more,

draped upon my flesh

a blanket or a corpse

but people are watching

they'll know im dying,

and mourn me in passing

can i go seven days without sleeping?

indeed i can,

indeed i can,

but i don't want to be immortal

slumber, slumber

a plunge above water