*Disclaimer: The visual art is AI generated (to my specifications and edited to my liking) and the poetry is mine. Do not use or copy my writing without prior written approval, feel free to use the visual art~
~From up here you are all just a blurry, hot streak. A fleeting thought
I don’t even have time to wonder what I am to you as the liquid nitrogen swirls about me,
And I speed forward aimlessly, yet with perfect trajectory.
My heights don’t often get reached, there isn’t much company out here for me.
Not that I ever really notice or mind though
Too busy burning up and blazing intensely thru this stagnant vacuum here and now.
Gods, I can’t wait to impact and shatter into a million tiny pieces that fly far and wide
Maybe it will finally feel like I have taken enough space, or embodied enough things.
Maybe my explosion will allow me to feel like I have done enough to earn my stillness.
~A.N, - A Shooting Stars' Perspective ; Inspired by a prompt on Puttylike!
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