Why do you write?
They always asked me
Doesn't it get boring for you?
Don't you feel bad
Intoxicating others with your words?
Writing to me has become
My very special place
In which I can rant about whatever I want
Without being judged
And talk about how I feel
And view many things in this world
Writing has saved me
From drowning many times
And has picked me up
When nobody else could
I wouldn't say
I am in my hopeless phase
But I can for sure say
I am mentally exhausted about everything
I don't want to go on Instagram anymore
I don't want to go to work
I don't want to do anything
All I want to do
Is sleep all day under the stars
And one day
Wake up from this nightmare in my head
I want to wake up
In a world full of bright stars
That will illuminate my path
And see what celestial things await me
I want to leave this place
And be free from society
I don't want to be trapped by nightmares
I want to live free
And forget about life
This is my only wish for the stars
Will this finally come true?
Will I finally be able to sleep under the stars forever?
And become stardust?
I will finally be a star in the sky
Helping many others illuminate their path
So they can become a shining star all eternity
Thank you for everything again
You will all be forever in my heart
Now it's time for me
To become stardust
And disappear
In this dark sky
I will always love you
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