I look up at the stars and wonder,
will they have a place for me?
I doubt that they will,
as I do not believe in them anymore.
I tend to look downwards these days,
staring into the abyss of blackness,
waiting for the fiery under lord,
to welcome me into the darkness.
I hear him calling my name,
it’s already registered,
attendance is dutifully expected,
yet, I still marvel at the stars.