Looking in the mirror I see something strange

Everything about me seems to be decayed

I look a little harder and am not shocked to see

That this is what I look like, 

the girl I hate to call  'me'

When the world around you begins to look broken and theres no hope left in your mind
Just look up at the sky and wonder why the stars continue to shine

Each passing day a new star dies but it doesn't **** every one you see
They're all up there for a reason and you are on this earth for the same.

No matter how far away each star may be or how known or not it is
every single one is still so inspiring to the people beneath.

It strikes them all in awe
and they may not know your name
but the case still rests of those twinkling lights above
 they will forever remain

When they die it seems they are lost among all the others and forgotten,
but that isn't completely true
Because there's always someone to witness and to recall that memory
Just like all those strangers that know you

So don't be falling or fading tonight, stay as bright and strong as you are
Because everyone on this earth knows you're perfect
And that you are amazing and unique and bright just like a beautiful star.

Hi guys, I realized that I haven't posted here forever but I have been writing! I will eventually post up everything thats been done since my last poem. I've been really busy but great news, I got published! One of my older poems on here (Those lights in the sky...) was entered in a contest awhile ago during high school and got a spot in the 2015 poetry collection book (Eloquence) by the America Library of Poetry!!! Anyway, sorry for the long hiatus but some newer material will be showing up for you soon hopefully once I get the chance! Thank you!

Paint dripped from your eyes onto the table that became your personal canvas
you wondered how the world could be so cruel to someone it doesn't even know
and you created your artwork from that sadness within
and people saw you but they did not see how you created it

reds mixed in with blues as the colors started to blend in
it became a symbol of your pain
but everyone enjoyed it and told you to continue
so you did

When that one person stopped and watched its making they asked you why
you couldn't give a solid answer
all that you knew was that it happened and it gave you some peace
so you continued
although they still don't understand

Living behind a lense
Memories flood my sight
Every little detail
Recovered in black and white.
A paper with a picture and a thought
Those times we'd shared back long ago beginning to fade and rot.
Remember the day I took these,
The pictures you've still yet to see?
I do. And so clearly, its almost like a dream.
My camera flashing left and right
Trying to get just the perfect angle but not just quite,
Your laughter and smiles caught on square
Looking over them makes me feel like Im back there.
Times have changed for you and I,
This is all I have left from that day we said goodbye.
Tears ran down my small pale face
Seeing you walk away going some other place.
I click the forward button and stop clicking
Seeing you has made time end its ticking.
There you are again like in every other photo
but in this one I am gone and you are sitting there alone playing with your own camera,
Just like I am right now.
The rest of the gallery is only everybody else
everyone but you you who are the only person I want to see right now.
Do you ever look through the past pictures
Or have you deleted them and made a solid wall?
Do you wonder about me?
Do you want to remember?
or just wish you could forget?
Do you even care at all?
I want to see you again but I am deathly afraid,
Will you be the same person from those memories we've made?
Is that to hard to arrange?
Just letting you know that Ive definitely changed.
Im done hiding behind this false veil
Im not the same person I used to be because now the happiness is real.

I stand
Yet I am broken
Like a chipped tea glass
Constantly filling with doubt
Sometimes overflowing or spilling.

The timeless waves of tea and coffee splash upon and over
Shores on the edge of a glass.
Sugary sand mixed with sweet sorrow and honey do reflect the moment.

The dark water solution became salty and dry nit because of the blood but because of the tears.

The blood instead stained the treasure hidden within. That happy feeling on a sunny day. Until a rain storm whisks the good away. Shadows of doubt and feelings of pain, all that emerged from the ocean rain.

All throughout the years you've dealt with pirates and privateers. They stole your liquid gold and burned what was left behind sinking your ship in the water.

A graveyard as its now occured today. Dead float in the drink until bloating at the bottom they'll lay.

A sugary melting acid in a strong bitter mug.
As dark and warm as death. Yet as comforting and soothing as life.
Until the cup is refilled and replenished it shall remain empty and barren like the calm watching sea.
Arriving upon an instant will the dawn return, placidly hoping for the time its poured out again. Steaming and hissing, bubbling in the containing item.
Waiting for that moment it has chance to wave again.
Although you wont notice as it is just a second in a normal sunny day, telling its story untold and unheard in a miscommuning world. A sad world to live in.

Paper lanterns
Flickering in the night
Creating happy feelings and dangling from such height

Words scrawled across you
In another language
What do you say?
What do you mean?
Your movement reminds me of a wind-blown field
Or just a peaceful little push, caressing all around
 Your light reminds me of a starry night sky scene, blinking and winking so casually
 Like a million fireflies and galaxies and traffic lights