who said stars are free?
caged like no other,
stuck in dark dimensions of
futile temporality.
smothered only by shadows.
lonely as far as humans go.
wishing to leave the social
constructs of this world
as they explode into a million
fiery pieces; glowing and bright,
finally at last,
(with a sigh)
free.
YOU ARE READING
venus springs
Poetrypieces of my scattered, unfiltered thoughts mostly written during the darkest parts of the night. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #104 in poetry #25 in poetic
