what is a candle to the stars
if not a tangible representation
of what the stars really are to us
in this ever expanding modern era
what is one star, burning out in the sea of flickers
and what is one candle burning out
with the advent of lighting being more accessible
so i ask to you
what more is the death of one person
in the sea of swamping personalities?
what is the meaning of true friendship
when one can seek out the same in a vast expanse
when the wax burns up in the heat
what does it all mean, in the grand scheme
when the stars dissapear without a trace
of their previous existence, of billions of years
does it change a thing in the big picture?
when you lose someone close to you
when you grow apart from a friend
when you miss the idea of a person
does it even matter?
tell me
tell me, o wise one
what am i to think
on the escapade of humanity
through time
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 2 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife
