I see the lights glimmer, right before they fade.
I lose control of breathing, as it steadies to a halt.
And I count the seconds between thoughts,
no time to sleep.
My eyes rest with lids open wide,
blurring everything to black.
Closing ever slowly, like a curtain to the stage.
The time it takes to live, resides longer in my mind
than on paper or reality, and dreams cease to exist.
