Ascension Poem by Banksoya Sauce

Going in circles as i ascend,
My footsteps stuck in the loops of insanity.
My mind is eaten, slowly rotting at its core;
There was never a beginning or an end.

Yet as i lose control of my limbs one by one,
Eyes slowly turning against themselves,
As I can see my vision disappear fragment by fragment,
And each muscle, each nerve pulls a little tighter.

New horizons are reached, new peaks are broken
As their frosty details burn with the sun.
As i watch my last memories be made,
I'm still comforted by the smell of my blood.

I can still see the seasons pass, so do my feelings
As they rip at the winds shooting by me.
Small rock missiles will target my rotting back,
Embedding themself in the already bleeding flesh.

I think back on the feeling that filled me
Left me shaking in pure ecstasy:
As sweet letters imprinted in my mind,
Spelling out words I've never read before.

Is it the endless longing that will be my end
or knowing that at one point it will all cease?
At one point I will hear you speak my name
And I'll say nothing in return.

Once when I can't even wish to suffer,
When I won't wish my mind to remain
Is when slow droplets will drip on my face:
Dipping, dropping, never stopping.

When I finally meet Death,
I could only hope it finds me alive.