Dawn, don't forget me and let me shrivel although I am very little I can't stand the fact that I'm turning brittle,
Neglected, rejected, invisible,
To be discarded is never a good feeling.
What is eternity if I can't have beauty,
I'd willingly go under the knife just to adjust reality.

You, the goddess who loved the mortal Tithonus,
Bestowed him immortality, cared for his safety
But unwittingly, forgot the youth he was supposed to carry,
Thus, he rotted while he lived in perpetuity.

This, I recount to remind thee -
Eos, deliverer of light, don't forget me.
Preserve me,
Dip me in honey,
Even cryogenically;
Don't let the brutality of time take away my vitality,
I wake up and lament the body I'm contained in,
Not a day goes by I worry about the emptiness in...