Please Don't Have Me Die
You are up to bat at the plate this is it! This is your life! The ball comes your way, you take a swing and hit! Home run! The trajectory of your life is now the trajectory of that ball you just sent towards the stars up up and away, good right? I guess good like every other life has been but I don't want that I want to go up, up, but not away because eventually if I keep going away I'll get lost forever in time where not even my memory can survive and even so, if It could, I don't wanna survive through memories, I wanna keep going up and up till I'm another star in the sky where I can be seen every time it's dark at night and you need some light to keep you warm and guide you home.
by Alim Lamont