My Beautiful Escape. Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Capturing a shooting star is impossible for there meant live in the bounds of outer space.
Yet we will try as they continue to escape.
Freedom from the great beyond.
We are mesmerized by it.
So jealous of what we can never achieve.
Burning through the midnight sky.
Taking a dive here and there, to tempt those who breath this air.
Someday you'll find me resting on planet far away.
A place that became my final resting place.
Only once I have died will you able to look at what was on the inside.
The secrets I hide, with a trade applied by traveling through time.