Fear of Death

I continue the poem after the first three lines

Sometimes as an antidote
To fear of death,
I eat the stars.


stars tell different stories
not all nice
but it keeps me awake
all night
to think
to reminisce
to dream
 
Idly, I wonder
if the other world
is a better place
and the stars
testify
 
they vaporize
raising me aloft
helping me
float on skies
see
other worlds
 
I decide to fly
in the vastness
and laugh
at the insignificance
of what I left behind..
 
There is no death
just a new garb
when I discard the old
and a new life
and a new life…

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #132

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