I stare at the sky reaching towards the stars
I'm unable to reach them and wondering why the cosmos is separated from me once again
I fear that I'm not here in this moment, I'm slowly rotting away and I fear no one will know me
I feel the cold rush through my veins and watch the moon dance in the sky, it was a perfect crescent that reminded me of everyone I'll miss
As the wind washes over me I smile on last time as I become a corpse in the wilderness, reaching for the stars, and hoping that one day I'll be one with stars again
About the Creator
Mars Mabry
I'm Mars Mabry, I'm an autistic trans guy and I've had a really eventful life. I've learned so many things about the world and the people in it and I'm excited to have a place to share it with. I use He/Him and It/It's pronouns.
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Outstanding
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Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
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I love it so much !!! looking forward to reading more of your poetry