An alternate train of thought

If I weren't to hold on tight

To the only thing keeping me in the light

A simple hope, growing smaller each day

I know I would be sucked away

Away from the light 

From the stars I love to see

So I just write and write

As though it brings me peace

So tell me why I am here

If hope is growing dark

And the thoughts of futures to come

Are growing bare and stark

So for the last time

I look up at my stars

And I simply let go

And drift into the dark