All my life I have watched things disappear

Everything I loved became everything I lost, and every lost thing was never to be found

Maybe pieced together, but never the way it was

I wrote my name in the sand and watched the waves evaporate my letters

You would never even know I was there

Yet this is the way it is for everything

There is not a person on this earth who will never forget you

Just like there is nothing you can do to ensure that you are remembered

It will all disappear like those grains of sand, and you would never even know that it meant anything at all

Your brain is yours alone and it gets a bit lonely sometimes watching the thoughts bounce off your skull

No logic can be gathered from the things that happen to us

But it sure does hurt, and it’s hard to see why it matters anymore to breathe

With every breath becoming one of a countless billion

I don’t think the world would miss one more soul gasping for air

Yes, in a few years none of this will matter

And a few years after that, none of those things will matter

How do you define importance in a world where everything disappears?

One day too, these words will dissolve and no one will ever know what I wrote

But this is my voice, even if it doesn’t make a difference

Even if no one hears me speak, I am still here

I still exist

And sometimes that is enough, to simply exist