i am dead

IF you steal my head i will not die
drown me and i will breath water
throw me off a cliff and i will fly
slit my wrists and i will not bleed
hang me and my neck will not break
burn me and the flames will not burn me
pull off a limb and it will grow back
and after all this i will not wonder why
all you will do is lie
say hello and i will say goodbye
i thrive in the nightime sky
the darkness welcomes me as a old friend
my life was infact upsettingly the end
there was a slight bend
in the road im afraid.
i wasnt suppose to die that way.
how was i suppose to die anyways?
i do not remember its been so long
since i took my last breathe
that indeed was a long way away
it seems like it happened only yesterday
for now this is all i can say