Sometimes I stare up at the sky
And count the stars.
But I can never finish before they move on.
The skyline is hate
It pulls the lights out.
I watch in silence as they disappear with a sigh.
My stomach churns at the thought;
The stars are gone.
It’s just a shot in the dark
But it’s aimed right at my throat.
I stare for hours
Days
Weeks
Months
Years.
Time is dead.
I gaze up forever
Just to see a glimpse,
Of those beautiful stars.
But the sun never sets,
The sky never grows dark.
The night never unfold its feathers.
But even then,
I swear I can see one unmoving light,
But it’s gone when I blink.
Maybe it’s my imagination
Maybe I’m going crazy.
After all
I’ve never been able to finish before they’re gone.

Every single day I wait,
For nothing; In my mind.
A numb feeling is set in place,
Unremovable, and too deep to find.
I let the shadows swallow me,
So alone is all I know,
My hidden face from the world,
Too selfless to let it show.
But through the muted darkness,
I see him fall and fold,
Just beyond my touch,
Beyond me to be so bold.
Instead I let him go,
Hoping I did what was right.
He was my fulfilling purpose,
My  only living life.
I skipped a page in a missing book,
and filled myself with a lie,
I told them that I didn’t care,
I turned away and never said goodbye.
Every single day I wait,
For nothing; In my mind.
Everyday I look at myself and ask;
What have I left behind?

*Everything.

I'm wild like the wind
                                  I'm not ready to give in
                 This wolf
She's wild
                       She's    hostile


                                     But yet
         You took the time
                                                                ­   And tamed me