Ridges inbed in skin Would you miss me if I were dead? Hurt mutually if I bled? Reminisce of times shared Would my memorial be remissible upon decay? I'm forgetable anyway I'm not a prophet nor a poet Struggled but lived life to its fullest In hopes that someday someone might notice I'm not afraid to live and don't fear d**h I'm not scared of being alone Long since grown numb to the world My only fear's not being remembered Or mourned for beyond the grave Because I'm already fading away Falling further into nothingness's embrace There is nothing beyond the grave The afterlife's not what they say Stone walls of black and grey Embrace nothingness