One truth that i have never realized before,
One truth makes my heart go sore,
When i hear it, my ribs shatter and all swells down,
My ears shriek and my eyes bleed…i wanna drown……
Many times i have looked upon the night sky,
I saw stars and beauty, so sweet and up so high,
I saw the beauty, saw the vastness of the sight,
It is so huge…thoughts of missing the perfect star gives me a fright……
I have spotted and loved many stars that i saw,
They were so loving and so bright,
But they always faded, pretending to be sweet but inside were raw,
Leaving me dead and crying in the middle of the night……
I had searched and looked for my perfect star,
I waited with my hopes reaching far,
I had almost quit and give up crying,
There were no perfect stars, i felt like dying……
The last star had been my perfect and the best,
But not until i found about it the inside and the rest,
It had left me and it faded, with the last words in my head,
"There is no such thing as love, it is a word for the dead"……
My tears had washed my pain,
My mind had gone dead,
I let myself drown in rain,
With my useless thoughts of love in my head……
~Mishka Wayz ~
The poem is about a girl who has such thoughts in her head, but throughout the many stars, there is always one waiting and being the being just the perfect star ...
