Destructive Recollection

Breaking to threads,
My gravity pours away.
An inverted star,
Couldn't be this hollow.

Drifting to the outskirts,
Thermodynamics run
Through me,
And I melt to drip together

Again.

Something inside of me,
Just likes to see,
Through the eyes of hundreds
Of shredded pieces.

Breaking to threads,
My gravity pours away.
An inverted star,
Couldn't be this hollow.

Going through the grinder
Once again.
Tearing apart my core
Again and again.
The molten currents quicken
Until I find the missing
Entity

That used to be me.

Breaking to threads,
My gravity pours away.
An inverted star,
Couldn't be this hollow.