I close my eyes as I start to float,

In that space between the stars,

I’m just a speck, a tiny mote,

On track for Jupiter or Mars,

This seems a dream, but I know it’s real,

As I drift to some unseen port,

It’s strange, how at peace I feel,

As my suit drains life support.

I waft untethered through the black,

From my ship, my Earth, my home,

I know that there’s no going back,

But I do not feel alone.

For the stars, they watch with idle gaze,

No need for explanation,

It’s here that I will end my days,

Lacking fear or destination.