Where Will They Leave Me Be?

I am staring at the black sky, but it tastes like a sour pill.

Will I end up at a hospital?

Find some peace in a graveyard or a landfill?

The questions are bigger than the universe can manage,

And I count down tomorrows,

But yesterdays tell me there’s nothing to salvage.

The great wheels of the unknown roll in the distance,

Too far for me to reach them,

Therefore, I stare and dwell on this existence.

Where will they find me, where will they leave me be?

Will a lost dog sing my last song

Or will someone call my time here a legacy?

-Jackie