All Alone

I look up and down
and it scares me so
I could explode tomorrow
and no one would hear me go.
We are all together
in life and eternal death
with no watchers
and no listeners.
Sentient species, like cows,
my children that roam around
feeding on freedom
trapped eternally.

I wish I had hands
so long they could reach the sun
so I could pull myself to it
and get done with all of it.

I can bear this loneliness no longer
I can go around in circles no more
I want to feel no gravity
I want to travel tangentially.


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