These are the eyes that grew too tired to hold open

through what they've come to know as a constant burning glow.

So when you said, "it never fades," I guess that you were right,

but they're adjusting to the light now and oh, so am I.

I've never felt so afraid to breathe in,

because I know the air won't be the same.

But I'm doing it anyways,

because I won't pretend to spend a lifetime holding my breath.