Then, I killed a star
To be normal, right?...right?
I remembered how you smiled
The small sparks in your eyes when your soul flicked
You didn't know some of those were lies, but you tried it all
You stretch that beautiful brain of yours
Not knowing what mistakes were
You didn't take breaks; you didn't believe in sweets
You and only you put yourself in front of a bullet
Not to save someone, no, you were never the hero type
You wanted to see if you could take it, then once you did
You took another, then another, down a unique part of you
Not knowing you saw dust coming out of you
You're holding onto your heart to make it beat a little faster
Just for you to take more in, and not just bullets
Fires, Butterflies, Hurricanes, and even Lighting
Then bottle it all up, shake it down
To see if your skin will turn into a blaze of glory with all the holes in you
Then you held your breath under the night
Questioning yourself that you can't fight
Your fingers twitch, trying to feel bark on trees
Your fingernails won't reach eternity
And in the car you would try to hotbox the mirrors
Telling me how your life is, and what it's supposed to be
Walking up this hill, you spoke about our childhood
How magical and mystical we were
Now, we are wearing ripped clothes and trying to stay warm
You cried, telling me how tragic you are
How dread and dust overwhelm you.
I punched you in your gut, making your body dance with pain
But didn't notice that well behind you
You smile with a lighter in your hands
I ran forward trying to grab a limb
Then, seeing sparks going from your eyes
Creating a flame while falling into simmering waters
A bonfire explodes from there, reaching towards the dark skies
I grab a stick as I see angels falling, rushing towards us
Swatting them and demons who are grabbing your ashes
Rivers crashing inside me, breaking my bones
Once the chaos fell into the sunlight
I was just standing there
Too afraid to see what you've become
and what I have done to you.
About the Creator
KuroHoshi
A Poet, An Artist, and the person who tries to become a living star
I write the about the creatures from underneath my mind
Some are happy, others are truthful, but I'll let you decide what's their fate
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