you vs. the cosmos

all the galaxies are against us

and amidst the

nebulas

swirling

in the dark sky

I was burning bright

I was loved and cursed

slave of the night

how can you tell

I was losing my stars?

oh darling, how can you tell

I wanted to burn my scars?

I wanted to replace them

with your constellations

and be a part of the sky

that you called-----

that you ardently called

home