And I'll learn to hold my pen tighter,
to make my words larger,
to paint my colors brighter,
gazing at the moon harder,
with my face paler,
like the sun has never met me.
And the stars will fall lower,
closer and closer to my heart,
trying to pierce through it
and set my soul free from this cage of flesh and blood,
when all it wants is to swim
deeper and deeper
into the waves of the sky
that is staring back at me every  night.
And if the ground shall claim me,
holding me back with its roots,
space dust shall come
and take me home-
a home where limits are foolish
and eternity rules above our meek eyes,
shadowed by the fog of human superiority.
And the curtains shall rise
and in the midst of the show,
I might find myself floating through millions of lives
I never asked for.
I only wished
to know my place.
I only wished
not to want to be saved,
for once.

There was once this boy I knew.
He had love on his lips,
but his tongue spelled deceit,
and when I tasted the poison,
it was too late.

There was once this boy I knew.
He danced with the stars
and made my heart beat to his rhythm,
but when my own tempo was found,
they didn't match.

There was once this boy I knew.
He could light up all my dark corners
with a glimpse of his smile,
but the trouble was, between us,
there were no words, nor his, nor mine.

There were once three girls I knew.
They chased lies, looks and illusions,
and craved affection like it was ******.
But they all died.

And now here I am, a blend
of all the boys I knew
and all the girls I've been,
and I'm trying to make peace
with the fact that it's just me now.

And it's starting to feel right.

I'd rip out all the stars in the sky
and leave it bare,
just to write you the poem you deserve,
with their everlasting glow and my benighted hands.
Because the darkness
had never been banished so swiftly,
as when I saw you
and you saw me.
Please keep a song of me in your heart,
as I'll keep your smile and this moment,
as I'll think about it too often,
too long.

And wouldn't it be divine,
if we found each other
on a starless night?

I built sand castles,
hoping to impress a boy
who watched the stars as a hobby.
I brought him roses,
while he was dreaming of other worlds
and I held him tight,
when his eyes were set on the sky.
I was an earthling
who tried to love him
with my flesh and my bones
and my feeble mind,
binding him to the ground like roots.
But he kept looking up.
He wished for a star,
he wished for the light that
my flawed insides couldn't bring.
So I ripped out all his chains.

Sometimes, I hear him at night,
his whispers echoing into the sky.
But my curtains are drawn.

I was banished from that kingdom
long ago.

A crumble of dust in your mind:
that's all I wish to be,
to move around and wander,
to fit into every unpolished crack,
and perhaps find a place for myself.
As an astronaut might feel
in the infinite vastness of space:
belittled and feeble,
but spellbound,
even in the darkest spots
that might drag him to his perish.

Let us burn,
for we were not meant to be saved,
for we were not meant to rise back up,
ever again.
So we've fallen,
so fallen we remain:
foresaken as a fate,
fearless as a choice.
We roam the earth,
we watch the stars,
we let them stare back with imposing shine,
for when the time comes,
they all fall.
And us, we multiply.

Crawl beneath my shadow,
and I'll crawl under yours;
two lost souls with wings
that once flew too high, too close.
Our feathers burnt to ashes,
our bodies hit the ground,
now we're cursed and banished,
now each other's all we have.