The stars litter the midnight sky
Creating a beautiful work of art,
An everlasting story
The stars provide a pathway to a world of light
Where darkness isn't feared.
Alone I sit, cold and in pain
Curious of the wonders above
Curious of how my life could have been
My tears dry up as I look upon the twinkling mass of petite lights
And I stare and wonder
I wonder whether it's freedom I look upon
Or entrapment
Whether given the choice would they leave or would they stay?
It was a choice I had to make for myself...
Like the stars I provide light for not only myself but for others
However my world is surrounded in darkness
But it's the darkness that allows people to see the real me.
In the light, I hide the pain that has haunted my life for as long as I can remember
But as darkness falls, I feel everything I have endured slip between the cracks in the walls
I have created for myself
I'm in a frozen state, never sure what may become of me until the day the little light in me burns out and I cease to be who I am now.
A pawn in a game of time...
Forgotten and casted away to make room for the new...
To make room for the better...
Although the stars provide light, hope and a pathway to better,
They like us won't last forever,
They'll tire of their prisons in the sky
Only visible when the sun cascades into a journey of sleep
They like us can only shine for so long before the darkness wraps its arms around it and extinguishes what little light it has left...
We all have a light in us, some shine greater than others, but we're all the same
So as I stare upon the stars, I look upon my choices: Should I stay or should I go?
Would life be better without me or would people miss me like they would if the stars were to disappear?...
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My Mind; The Broken
PoetryA book of poetry I have written. Most have come from assignments in high school but all are from the heart.
