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a
single
star
as
seen
through
my
window

­who
knew
stars
could
be
held
in
a

*box?

"if your heart is broken, make art with the pieces."

Thinking of my past mistakes
Terrified of what future awaits
Remembering the small moments of glee
But never being able to understand truly the definition of happy
Life around me is sublime
Yet all I witness is crime after shameless crime
Everyone smiling and laughing in glee
Some are liars as I am, but most are mocking me
A twisted grin upon their face as they witness my crumbling facade
They might as well be beating my heart with a bladed rod
I am unable to end this plight
A nightmare that will be my dream tonight
And it's funny, yet sad
Because it's probably the best dream I'll ever have had
So smile and smile, please, I insist, grin some more
Show me your happiness you haven't shown to me before
Tell me how worthless I was with the gleam of your eye
How your new smile said the old one was a lie
Tell me you hate me, how I don't matter anymore
Because I know now that I'm useless, just as before

How do they realistically expect us to flee from the demanding stereotypes forcefully placed above our heads and in our hearts when they find satisfaction in the thrill of conquering our souls bleeding on the cold pavement?
-they don't. stop killing us, please.

We were building a boat.
A sea-worthy vessel made for two.
A cosy little nest,
a shell of the promise for me and you.

We made it sturdy...
From keel to hull.
We sang to each other
to oust the lull.

We spoke of the adventures,
together we'd avidly chase.
We braced for the storms,
we'd most likely face.

As the last drop of sweat...
Fell freely to our feet,
the boat was done.
What were once planks, was then complete.

I climbed aboard
and hoisted up the sail.
You lingered for a bit...
Seemingly cautious that the boat might fail.

The craft quickly drifted out to sea...
When the wind, the sail did willingly welcome.
I cried out to you so you could hop on...
So with me you could come.

But you simply stood there...
With a gaze incredibly deadpan.
As the currents pulled me further,
I only then realised...
That I was never your plan.