I just lost everything
Every inch of myself, gone
Every beat of my heart, wrong
Every step ever taken, mistaken
The will
The thinker said
Was the only thing in the end
Without it, we cannot live
With it, we cannot let others live
So, what’s the point?
Hurt others and come through
Hurt yourself and be forgotten
I wonder…
Which way leads to heaven
And then I remember
There is no heaven.