Wishing I was someone else,
Wishing for a life with more purpose,
Wishing not to be here,
So many wishes I've lost count,
Wish after wish after wish,
They say to wish on a shooting star but they all just fly past and plummet down to infinity,
Taking your hopes and dreams with them,
Maybe in a different universe the stars don't betray us,
Leaving us wretched and despondent,
Floating in space with the graveyards of lost stars, carrying the burden of dead wishes and dreams.
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YOU ARE READING
poetry.
Poetryin which . . . one tries to cope by writing words of sadness down for others to read. started: 8/11/24 ended: tbd 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: #1- aspiring writer 8/12/24 #1- tortured poet 8/15/24
