The sorrows are drowning with every last gulp
Afternoon dies quickly and the night is born
The guilt lies in every selfish glass
then suddenly, her purse perishes.
The moon, so alone. Robbed of all his dignity.
No one passes his way apart from
an unaware, ungrateful cloud.
Gone.
Gone, vanishing from this cruel universe
The moon, still alone
wanted to fall from the sky
And then she returned home.
A star
Not living up to her name.

Dropped all of those pieces of paper full of life and crumpled them simply so hastily, clasped in to my lifeless, icy hands.
The noise screeching and screaming out to be saved, to be helped but no it’s already gone
like the rotten fruit that was only half devoured a week before, yet dying a more long and profound death.

All oxygen ****** out its soulless core with nobody to witness but it’s dying self.
It lays alone so alone in the dark, darkness created by a universe or human race that does not care for the apple, for the pineapple, for the grape now gone.

Nobody cares.

Vorocious, piggish and gluttonous life. I hate thee.

I hate thee I hate thee I hate thee, just like me.

Sugared smile sitting alone in your small house packed with bric a brac. Your perch so educated and your silhouette so experienced. 

You’ve seen the world through the eyes of the astute, the eyes of the knowing and the eyes of your mind. You are still sitting alone in the house which you shared but now you're companionless. 

It saddens me, this saddens me. You are so lost to this world yet so admired. 
I know we're not be related but boy i wish we were. You are an integral part of me and I think about you everyday. You are a star in my constellation and there you will remain.
whatever the future brings, you belong.