I'm surrounded by dark matter,
My nearest relative is 420 light years away,
I can just see his Magellanic cloud,
Personally I don't view him as being much of a talker,
But then again neutrons aren't exactly the most talkative type,
They're dense high temperature tempers,
Unlike my cousins,
Dwarfs,
They're particularly cool,
Although their creation is far less magnificent and their existence is even more so,
I am no neutron,
I am no dwarf,
I am no Supergiant,
I am only a long star,
I don't give life,
I don't give light to life,
Yet I am here,
I exist in this dark tundra,
No planetary life,
I feel no pull that calls me to some other existence than the one I currently maintain,
I can feel myself draining away,
A stars life is short,
We live no longer than our ability to resist the outside side forces,
And I can feel the darkness inside me growing,
For I am dark,
When I run out of reasons for light,
I will collapse with into myself as there is no other reason for me to exist any longer,
But when I die I wish to be nothing but a cloud in this darkness,
I don't wish to be like my forefathers,
They suck in all life and destroy it,
They were once stars that filled the sky but now they serve the darkness that lived inside them,
They eat everything in their path,
And they have even learnt to consume time itself,
They lost the light and now they seek to take the light from everything else.
