Notice the burning of a cigarette leaves a lifeless hollow shell
Just like a star
Just like the me you know so well
It,
Leaves behind ashes,
Leaves behind dirt,
Leaves behind lashes,
Leaves behind hurt.
Just like the burning of a cigarette leaves behind air so toxic
A burning star like me, will leave behind such losses.

After we talked, she walked.
I stood in silence until my pulse slowed.
I breathed again, could see again.
I made her do it, I wanted out.
Picking up the pieces is easier,
If you don’t get broken in the first place.

Life's way is a ruthless one,
With many tears to shed,
And heartaches to visit while I'm alone,
Wishing that I was dead.

Scars cover my skin,
Some long, some short, some deep.
Others see it as a sin,
But I see it only as company while I weep.

Loneliness shrouds me every day,
Along with the anxiety and fear,
Breaking me down in every way.
I can only hope the end is near.

People say to treasure our time on Earth,
But how can I, when I find no worth?

The flowers' petals,
     That shimmer in the sunlight,
          Are plucked carefully
               By children of all ages
                    In order to find true love.

I still think of you some times,
why these wounds have yet to dry
What else could closure be
besides an endless loop of agony
because that's all we've proven to be
passionate toxic ecstacy
that will leave us shrivelled and worn
like a ****** on the side of the road
What a sad sight, they would say
watching us writhe in pain
and when we awoke from
whatever nightmare we acquired
we would try to explain
just how this couldn't stay the same
We would exclaim
that this is the last day
I loved you dearly
And I can only hope my emotions
are not misplaced
and I hope that one day
I will see you again.