I was once a bright shining star
Never once realizing
That my days were numbered

But over the course of many moons
I did finally succumb
To the darkness which surrounds us all

Of course, there’s no going back now
The only way through
Is to catch the tail of a passing comet

And catching one is easier than it looks
They move so fast
Before you know it, they’re long gone

But maybe, just maybe, I’ll get lucky one day
I’ll vanish into oblivion
And come out the other side renewed, and reborn

That is if there actually is another side…
That’s still the question
The one I’ll never quite be certain of, until the very end

© 2019 Michelle Cook

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