I sit in a field,
Under the moonlight,
A shooting star,
Shining bright.

I fall back,
Watch the clouds,
A peaceful chill,
A silence so loud.

I count the stars,
Find Ursa Major,
Laying in dew,
I make my final wager.

A deal with God,
My final plea,
When I die today,
Send my love to me.

I looked at the stars,
Closed my eyes and sighed,
I remembered my life,
My lack of pride.

Moving and swirling,
The beauty above me,
I loved the stars,
Beautiful and free.

I plucked a flower,
Placing it behind my ear,
Whispered a prayer,
Hoped God would hear.

Looking to the heavens,
I slit my wrists,
Moving with color,
The galaxy twists.