Died inside an eon ago,
embraced the endless dark.
Stubbornly survived by insisting
a purpose for my prevailing spark.
Wandering fathomless galaxies,
weaving through destructive debris.
Blindly guided toward my fate
by forces much greater than me.
But too much time without,
forces one to look within.
I wish I hadnât spent all my days
waiting on life to begin.
I wish Iâd taken my one precious li...