The Ghosts of my past.

May 27th, 2010-I tear down the stars

Minutes are passing;

like hours on end.

I just keep on living,

Knowing someday; I’ll mend.

I look to the heavens;

And tear down the stars.

Scratching away the evening light;

To leave dark blackened scars.

My eyes are stained blue,

From the ocean of tears.

From the mountain of pain;

That I’ve climbed through the years.