Under the Debris

Collapsing are the walls
 Tha used to protect me
 Ground under my feet cracks
 My universe is imploding
 Since my star died 

Or was it me that ceased to burn?
 A black hole is what's left of my world
 Now crushed
 Solid, as compressed
 A chaos attracting chaos
 I run but can not flee
 I carry this core inside of me 

Under the debris
 There's still life but for how long?
 I hear no rescue squads
 They can't hear my silent screams
 Or does this have to be
 I deserve to die?
 Mis-grown fate can't be stopped
 It's harvest-time
 And I did invite The Reaper
 To help me with the crop 

I used to be on an observing satellite
 Sent here without a task
 Collecting images
 That I'd never supply 

When a lost satellite
 Crashes and burns
 No one cries
 We only know our own world
 And can't do otherwise
 I blame no one
 But wish that I, on this ship
 Had dared to believe
 The navigator has always been me 

Under the debris
 There's still life but for how long?
 I hear no rescue squads
 They can't hear my silent screams