You float in a vast, unending space,
An astronaut who's lost their way home.
The blistering cold, the silence of black,
Pushes you toward the nearest warm star,
Where you savor the smallest flicker of comfort.
But time slips through the seams,
Stealing memories, stealing you.
A slow clock, ticking away what's left.
You watch distant galaxies bloom,
A tear freezing in place,
A reflection of you.