Milky way

Sometimes, I am reminded of how easy it could all be ; to let go for the last time.
How softly death would cradle me inside of his arms and how the pain that lives inside of my chest would melt away.
How I could be weightless, for the first time in my life.

Sometimes I think that I do not belong here, that my soul is tethered to the wrong place and that I am trying so desperately to go home.
That the entirety of my being is too large to fit into a vessel that is filled with nothing but pain and loneliness.
That I am as empty as the sea.

Sometimes I am reminded of how easy it could all be for me, to become one of the stars in a midnight sky filled with darkness.
How weightless this vessel and I could finally become.
No pain, No weight,
Only stars in the Milky way.