Still not asleep
zero, zero, O, two
Im hating myself right now
and the stars too.
Why I hate the stars?
They remind me of home
they cut open the scars
I try to forget, when I am alone.
Why do they always shine?
Never die
never reassign?
Why give people fake hope?
Hate to break it to you
but there is none.
And those who believe
just never grew up.
They aren't some kind of
light in the darkness
don't be blind.
You know better than that.
I used to think of them as
lullabies and peace too you know.
Looking at them like gems.
But its time to open your eyes.
They are just gas
lit up, and floating
didn't you listen in class?
Just lit up gas, floating in nothingness.
I used to love the stars,
but now I just envy them.
-Z.R.w
-4.7.2023
-As always please comment, ⭐ and read my other works.
It means alot to me, and always cheers me up when I see that someone liked my poems.
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Loner thoughts
PoetryHi, my names Red Life, I write poems. I wanted to make a book of all my poems about different things I felt and what went inside my head. If you relate to any of these. I know sorry doesn't do nothing. But I am. I am sorry.
