Don’t Go Gentle Into That Good Night!

Deserted in the void of a space,
Where my screams become
Just a gasp of air, my tears float
All over the place. Asteroids of
Grief and despair hit me
Making me roll all over again.
Stars pity me, moons pity me
Of the darkness that is darker
Than the space they reside.
Till I find the wormhole to
Jump into another reality,
I’m just a foetus in the womb of night!-RJ