The night sky,
Is simply just,
A graveyard of stars.
Corpses of light,
That live on eternally,
Even after their death.
A universe away,
They call out,
Into a hopeless infinity.
Because there is no one left,
To hear their,
Silent and desolate screams.
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 7:25 PM UTC