I float through the dark and empty recesses of the universe I once knew. The cold sensation of death's graze swallows all that once grew.
There once was life that thrived to learn the secrets of this infinite shadow. What remains is less than they or you could ever try to swallow.
Lights would grace the midnight sky and dance for those who peered. Now our lights are running out and our final rest has neared.
I do my best to carry through and run from twilight's jaws, but now it drags me through the waves and wastes of what once was.