I was on top of the world
but look how much I've broken.

Torn between past and future
I live in the present, a ruthless place.

The past used to look peaceful,
the future warm and exciting.

But now they're exploding stars
the things set in stone, the things meant to be.

The shards form dwarf planets
that I won't live to see.

For my time is ticking, ticking away
for I'm taken by the sea.

I stand on the dock, the wind
ripping and ripping at my clothes.

A tear slips only once
before I jump.

And before my eyes I see the exploding stars
they burn bright as the water surrounds me.

Reminders of what I have done,
and reminders of what I could have done.

Then I fall from space with a jerking tug
and when I open my eyes, I am alive.

He stands on the shore, because
he saw the exploding stars too.

Not alive, then.
Just between, like I've always been.