Archived: Everything Will Die — Suzanna Sampson (Senior)

As I stare down the black hole,

I can see what lies ahead.

The emptiness inside of me,

Coming out to fill my head.


The life that never ends,

But keeps starting through.

With no future, and no past,

In the torment of life,

Lots of sparks do fly.

Nothing is ever sustained,

For everything will die.