Supernova

When I die I want to go
out like a supernova. 
A cosmic burst of stars
and notoriety with a
legacy that lives on
far past the status of hero
could comprehend. 

I’ve very intention of rushing
through this life
like a train derailing into a
glorified gleam
of success and power
and death. 

Repeat

I want my dying breath to
be the onslaught
of youth in a world that is
dying by its own hands in
the confines of a video game. 

I realize I cannot save anything
or anyone
but I can try to teach them how
to save themselves. 

Perhaps I just realized my
purpose early or
Perhaps I’ve just something left
to prove. 

– B. 

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