I feel like I have lived 10,000 lifetimes
And I do not envy the close-minded immortality of my creation.
I age every hour,
While youth stares back
And the lack of lines,
Does not match the astounding time I have spent on this Earth.
I feel the pieces of my soul scattered amongst the cosmos.
As each shard screams into a vacuum,
I realize I am alone,
Left to orbit a planet
Inhabited by souls,
As gravity rotates my cold body,
No way of knowing heat.
I cannot fathom holding the hand of another warm body,
I was killed the last time I did.
I am so lonely.

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An Ode to Muses to Polyhymnia
PoesieThis poetry collection explores loneliness, theology, Biblical characters, depression, heartbreak, and disappointment. It's a good read for someone going through a bad time, but surprisingly hopeful.