My life is like a super nova, out of my control part of the fabric of life gazed upon from a distance by all who have the power to see the destruction that is within me.
The light is dim now, the brightness that once radiated no longer exist, all that is left is the shadow of brighter times.
Lost in the fabric of time that existed eons before but is now lost to the vastness.
The echoes are still reverberating waiting to be heard again as if for the first time.