in stillness a silent weight pausing as the minutes each evaporate a desire to leave a scar to raise a voice from within the dark decaying cascading existence falls apart around me within me so i must leave my mark this is a document to prove that i was here this is a document to prove i was at all and when my voice ceases to be will the echo still ring loudly and when there s nothing left of me will my memory still go on a flicker transitory state an echo of an instance that burns away a moment a shard of time a solitary thread that threatens to unwind decaying cascading existence falls apart around me within me so i must leave my mark this is a document to prove that i was here this is a document to prove i was at all and when my voice ceases to be will the echo still ring loudly and when there s nothing left of me will my memory still go on distant an approaching age when this document falls beneath another s gaze too late we have lost the dawn the signal s loud and clear but the transmitter s gone decaying cascading existence falls apart around me within me so i must leave my mark this is a document to prove that i was here this is a document to prove i was at all and when my voice ceases to be will the echo still ring loudly and when there s nothing left of me will my memory still go on 