I Would Love To Write

dtd: 13/01/16


Countless stars adorn the sky,
More than I have seen in the city
Among Millions of artificial lights I live by
The site of fireflies among the trees,
For I have never seen stars flowing with breeze
I lay here, while wind rustles the leaves
Making sounds so scary,
I would have been fleeing had I been me

I lay here, pale shadow of what I have been
Or maybe that too was nothing but a dream
For I live more in my head than outside
As days, weeks and years slide
I lay here, under the blanket of stars,
Clock tick by, painful reminder of time passing
Come midnight, I will be older by another year

Another year spent in laziness and uselessness
Clutching to the broken pieces of heart,
Every now and then, shredding it anew
I do this to myself, year after year
Put my hopes on my fear
Which lets me down time and again
Sorrow, heartache and shit load of pain


Fault lays with me, for what can be done?
taken for granted, Cz being naïve is a sin.
Is it so bad? To love unconditionally?
Why does it only give pain?
Where is my happy ending?
Or will all these tears will be vain

I need to stop, I need to go down
I need to fake a smile and try to move on
Knowing it would not be possible,
For me to get over him.
Neither wishing on falling stars
Nor blowing the candle on the cake
Will accomplish ceasing what has caused these tears in its wake
Why cant I be so headstrong or diligent towards a more feasible goal?

Now I will log off and go down, before the cold chills my bones
For I can only work so much with a broken heart,
Broken body would render me more useless than I already am
Oh When would I ever learn.