I’m scared.

Scared of oblivion, scared of being ephemeral

Another weightless light in the grand expansive universe of time

Another burned down star.

I’ve dreamed long and peacefully my whole youth

But the future has shuddered me awake

It runs towards me,

And I feel stuck

Lost like a leaf in the wind

What if I’m nothing

What if the first death awaits me

The end of art and dreams

I’ve ran out of stars to wish on

And I am scared.