No I Do Not Die

My soul is made of colors

though some say it shines too bright

others are envious,

to be honest i’m not sure why.

My soul is made of seas

that no sailor did tame

though many did try,

they all drowned beneath the waves.

My soul is made of magic

that keeps me flying high

For I soar on wings like dragons

over all my fearful nights.

My soul is made of many things

though my favorite of all is light

For I may not be strong like iron

but that doesn’t mean that for me

you won’t die.

While I will stay forever

embedded in other minds