The End

So this is it, thought I

as my body crumbles into what it was

Reverting to the dawn of time,

as pure, simple, stardust

as the furnace licks away my soul

I become whole again, complete

indefinitely piecing myself back

from the scattered fragments of glass

from the worthless men, the worthless dreams

the worthless time, the worthless help

as I crumble into stardust

But I will never ascend, 

but rather fall back down

into the pits of never ending circles

In the end.