a million miles from anyone, a million miles away,
i am alone, the carrion, the animal decayed
i'm like a solan plunging into the darkest depths of the 
sea
i'm shrouded out by soft grey ash - all of it made up by 
me
freezing and burning i'm falling and turning, rushing and 
twirling, stirring, converting
slowly unfurling, i'm constantly swerving - slumbering 
down without any preserving
overly nerving, abstracting, differing, i'm only reacting 
to what i'm deserving
the carrion
looked down upon by a million dead stars hanging above 
and between
tiny veils of filmy light, darkened and jilted by sheen
forsaken highs where i once thrived, clouded and hard to 
perceive
it's hard to untie and i won't deny all of it's made up 
by me
ashes rain down from the sky
choking out all of the life
The world versus me