The sky, full of stars, seemed dead and cold;

a place once so magical now hurt to behold.

The vastness of space chilling to my bones

as I sit in this vessel, slowly drifting alone.

How did I get here? What void opened up?

I closed my eyes and drifted off. What bad luck—

to dream of a place so lonely, so empty.

It’s haunting to observe the lack of possibility.

Here I am, here is nothing—

infinity and forever.

What changed for me?

Why don’t they shimmer?

The stars are dulling out;

it’s getting darker and darker.

The shame is flooding,

covering my body like armor.

I’m enclosed, I’m stuck, it’s hard to breathe.

How do I release the pressure weighing down on me?

Is there someone—anyone—there who can help me?

Please let me out! I’m scared! How can I break free?

This mess I’ve made, I’m so embarrassed—can’t you see?!

Why is no one helping? Hello? This can’t be…

I guess I’m alone to face this dreadful place,

between hurt and sorrow, time and space.

How do I move forward when nothing is there?

How do people do this when in such despair?

I want to change—

isn’t that obvious to you?

I guess it’s not—

what have I really given to prove?

I don’t want this weight; there’s a reason I’m like this.

But I can only own up to myself, and the hurt I’ve caused is—

dulling your stars too; I can see it in your face.

We both want more than to be empty in space.

I’m so sorry, truly—could you ever forgive me?

No rush; in your time, you too have things to carry.

Look now, ahead—is that a glimmer I see?

There’s a little more room now for me to breathe.

It’ll be a long road, I am sure to endeavor;

I will push through, no matter the weather.

Because I love you, and you love me.