I am gone.
Adrift thru cold dead air,
Lost in the horizon.
There's no comfort,
No means of adaptation.
Only this void.
this loveless space.
Out here I am forgetting you —
Slowly,
As my oxygen depletes.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC
I am gone.
Adrift thru cold dead air,
Lost in the horizon.
There's no comfort,
No means of adaptation.
Only this void.
this loveless space.
Out here I am forgetting you —
Slowly,
As my oxygen depletes.
"My God—it's full of stars!"
