The Existence of a Disaster

* Random Writing: Death Under The Stars

> 6-20-2020 <

Staring at the stars.

I keep meaning to look at them with adoration instead of longing.

I find myself thinking about death.
Specifically, how meaningful a death under the stars would be. It would be incredible.

I wish nothing more then the last thing I see to be the stars. The same stars that grounded me all those years ago when I begged any entity out there to save her......to make the pain stop.
They watched her disappear. I think it would be a rather entertaining sequel to watch her daughter disappear too - just 3 short years later.

I've spent so many years really living. Going to parties, witnessing miracles, exploring, experiencing anything and everything I could. Yet, I still crave death under the stars at the mere thought of doing it all again tomorrow.

Death under the stars. That's what I want to be known for because that's all I can think about.