Shades of everything,

black and blue.

I am flawed,

What should I do.

.

I am falling,

when will I land?

Hit the bottom,

I turn to sand.

.

The end is near,

nothing I can do.

Shall I fear,

Will I die.

.

Black sun,

embrace the sky.

Even immortal,

now will die.

.

Then it is calm,

no shape in sight.

Faultier along,

filled with fright.

.

I am gone,

but there is no light.

.

Gone to far,

won't get back.

This is the end,

and all is black.

Auther: Darryl (fugazi)