7/12/2024
7:30 p.m.
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i sneak out of my room
up onto the rooftop with mosaicked tiles.
the landscape all but empty
only a blanket of shadows stretching for miles.
above me a gleaming light i spy
the one true beacon that shines bright
after the sun has had enough and left
granting my soul a final respite.
i count the miniscule sparkles in the sky
and wonder if they are akin to my kind;
burning up for eons, the pain never ceases
their agony forever frozen and enshrined.
but stars too tire, they too loathe
their beauty, their pain, both utterly revered.
and slowly they bleed, till the ichor fades to light
perhaps they know too, that their end is near.
finally it all comes to a head
and they explode, a rainbow scattering of light,
splatters of shimmer gracing the emptiness.
even in death the universe glorifies their plight.
i tear my gaze away from the sky
and stand straight up on the mosaicked tiles
i glance at my guiding light up high
and just for my kin to see, i finally smile.
i put one foot ahead of the other
as the tiles crack and shift with each stride i take.
and as i forge my final path ahead,
from the universe's bindings, i finally separate.
adrenaline shoots through my being
as the final step is treaded.
my pace quickens, blood thrums in my veins;
and in the air my stardust wings i spread.
fin~
