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Ghosts of the Vast Sky

Why do we fear stars?

They might seem all beautiful, glimmering dots

That light up the night sky but

Are they what they show they are?

Are they brightening up the dark sky or

Are they just reminding us of the past

Showcasing the passing and experiences of the millions of years ago.

They just remind us that we don’t lose our spark even after we combust.

(My first og post ... never put out my content or poems ever on internet .. so hopefully you guys like it ... [super secret - i used to be a wattpad writer] : > )

(hopefully i am gonna write and post over here .... )

Listen. Listen to me, okay? Your head is lying to you. You think of the future and no matter what you see it’s a void, there’s nothing, it's grey, and really not different from where you are now but I need you to know it’s a lie. I don’t know why, okay? I don’t know why your head insists on taking the life out of every idea and vision like it’s a conscious effort to destroy you but it. is not. Real. You move and no matter how you move, if you move things change. Even if you have no plans of changing anything, next year will be different. It’s a guarantee. So if you make ANY effort to change it into the direction you WANT it to go

universes will collide.

Urban Concrete

Quick Dry Cement; No Sugar

Quick dry cement

Takes less than an hour

To harden enough

For you to walk over it.

My heart,

It's not cement

It'll never harden

Always soft.

Sugar is,

Death

Sweet and beautiful.

But I will live on.

(sweet and beautiful)

Death,

Suger is

Always soft

It'll never harden.

It's not cement,

My heart

For you to walk over it,

To harden just enough,

Takes less than an hour,

Quick dry cement.

No sugar (please).

Truth is, I am a righteous man, and I believe in her.

Truth is, all my love is borrowed.

Truth is, the hope in my heart blooms from her.

Truth is, when she calls, I go.

Truth is, I could not care less.

There's a space carved in my heart, it holds her, holds her close.

If I cannot be devoured, I'll devour her.

She'll be a picture in my wallet, she'll be a frame on my desk, she'll forever point to the sun, to the north star, she'll be my broken compass.

Truth is, I did not have a heart.

She made herself home.

And then she left.

Left a heart with a cave of her name.

I live on borrowed love.

I steal her hope.

She lost her way home.

Truth is, if I loved her more.

She would have come home.

In another life, I get lost with her.

In another life, I love what I have.

In another life, I have a heart, I have love and hope and kindness and I don't steal hers.

In another life, she comes home.

In another life, I love her more.

I have a heart, she stays in it, I stay with her.

The truth is,

In every life

Every time,

I am a righteous man.

I kill my best friend.

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Hollow break in my chest

It floats disconnected

The ribs, the cage for my heart

They have been failures

I had a best friend

The only one

The blood rushed through my heart

Cracked my ribs open

The floating cage

An open heart

The sun shined on us

I smile when you laugh

I laugh when you dance

It's like this

My heart floats in the blood you soaked

Your blood flows through mine

It keeps me alive

I had a best friend

You made me smile

It's a husk,

Broken ribs

Dried red

You are the only one

I didn't see

You drowned in red

Broken ribs

Floating lungs

You drowned in red

A hollow hole

I keep it for you

Trade a heart for the cold

Come back home.