I have a sky.
my own!
there aren't any planets in my sky YET, but there are so many stars.
uncountable amount of them.
at the end of each day or late nights when i can't sleep thats what i'm doing. admiring my stars.
atleast i used to think that way, like i owned the stars as well as i owned the sky, but no.
No no no no
the stars weren't mine.
none of them.
not even a single one.
do you know how i found out?
when all the stars started to disappear or die, i should learn to look at an empty sky,
and feel it's total dark sublime, though this might take me a little time.as a kid i used to be terrified of darkness and night time, now after 19 and a couple of months, night time is the only time i can truly be myself, it's when i feel the most alive, when i lay still and thank god for hours.
for my parents, my friends, my family most importantly.everything gets better with time they said, well, i think they are right, imma give it time.
maybe the sparkles of your love appeared again?
maybe my stars came back from death?
who knows maybe i even got myself a moon or planets?
just wait, wait, and wait.
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Way back home, [English]
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