in all of my life
of not taking advice
i shot at the stars
and they all fell down
as good intentioned was i,
in the blink of an eye,
the gods were all silent
as they all hit the ground
an honest mistake
i distinguished too late
for the seas were ablaze
and in the ashes i drowned
now i wander the skies
ignited for all of time
until the cycle repeats
for a new Earth i found
the first poem in my rough draft collection