my heart is made of scattered stars
glowing bright with their intent.
the constellation beautiful from afar
until the darkness comes.
Collapse is all there is.
the sweeping desolation.
shadows of once-brilliant celestial bodies
buried deep inside a shell with a
devastated soul.
my heart is made of scattered stars
that fold under pressure of
Love. Passion. Finality.
but when one star dies
the rest burn brighter
in the absence of its light.
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 9:10 PM UTC
my heart is made of scattered stars
glowing bright with their intent.
the constellation beautiful from afar
until the darkness comes.
Collapse is all there is.
the sweeping desolation.
shadows of once-brilliant celestial bodies
buried deep inside a shell with a
devastated soul.
my heart is made of scattered stars
that fold under pressure of
Love. Passion. Finality.
but when one star dies
the rest burn brighter
in the absence of its light.
