Please,
I beg of you,
I'm thy Adam--
Supposedly a star--
a star chained to you.
I cannot ascend anymore;
that gravity of yours--
pulling me downwards,
lower and lower.

I'm your falling star,
struggling
to carry it all.

Let this be the last wish.
Please,
I beg of myself,
Do not fall,
Let yourself explode,
so that, at least,
You will be seen
and remembered.