It's a funny thing
Fading
The idea of slowly disappearing
Is that what i'm doing?
My body is here
But my mind is fading
One second I'm here then I'm gone
Is anyone ever really here?
But if you're fading
It's possible to come back
I've learned this too late
Or have I?
Can I come back?
Or am I too far gone
I fade in columns
I only have my mind left
Only the torture of mild existence
But I can
I will
Come back
But with fading
You come and go
You
I
We
Break apart
And are put together
But you still fade
Until you control it

Okay this sucks I'm sorry to the like, one person who reads my stuff.