Let it be Done

I sit here
Among my stars
And wait.
I have done my last good deeds.
I have let go
To allow them all to move on.
I have kissed my love goodbye
The tears on his lips were so sweet.
I have doled out my possessions
Each memory cut into pieces,
So I may give you your piece.
Which of you  
Truly knew me?
Truly knew all of me?
The cold night air caresses my bare flesh
And I cannot feel it.
Soon the end will come.
The nothingness will take over my body
And my soul will be free.
I wonder if I will see.
Will there be an afterlife?
Will Mother accept me?
Or is death
Really the end
Is there really nothing
Once my body is gone?
A vast unending
Unyielding
Nothing?
Not a word  
Empty enough,
Not a thought
Blank enough
To describe the nothing
That may take me.
I will accept this
Just as I will accept an afterlife
Should there be such a thing.
I wonder
I wait.
Please, let it come soon.
And this time
Don’t let them find me
Before it is done.