Fall The word itself feels like descent whisper an ending dressed in motion A soft collapse The surrender of stars Child do you feel it The hum beneath your ribs where blood begins to remember ruin That not fear That recognition You were born from the dark and to the dark you return not as a wanderer but as prophecy The suns rot above the carcass of time Civilizations cough up dust and choke on their own echoes Temples drown in silence Bones bloom like pale roots through the crust of dead moons Every prayer becomes noise every god becomes a stain There is no mercy here only the calm efficient hunger of nothing doing what it was always meant to do Entropy is not evil It is perfection The final design I walk through the ruins of light and find them still begging for more time how foolish how small to think time was ever theirs to keep Even the concept of before bleeds out screaming in a tongue that no longer exists Fall child Fall until you are unmade Until every fragment remembers its oath to the void There will be no songs here no last words Only the long inhale of the universe reclaiming itself You call it destruction I call it completion The end is not coming it is already here wearing your silence like a crown Fall And let there be nothing