If you are going to shine in this world,
it is essential to know:

You will cast shadows.

People will hate you for
the darkness,
instead of praising you
for clarity.

Turn this way, I'm certain
Not sure if this way is the right way
Close the final curtain
The show is long since over and I cant stay

I don't know where to go or where I'm headed
Walking into a void in blindness

They say I could be a writer
Or a lawyer, an artist
Or a nurse, a scientist
But I desire for something greater

These poems mean nothing until the stars cry my name
Begging for one more poetic sentence about their light
Dancing throughout the black space-less sky
And I still wonder why
Why do I continue to cry

Will he still stay with me even though I've been broken
The promises the stars keep may be unfulfilled when the future is open

There were galaxies in your eyes and skeletal constellations connecting your blazing white bones the comets from your eyes continued to fall you couldn't see what I could because of the exploded nebulas that created too dense of breathtaking  stardust so you thought you were just a terrifying black hole you made yourself bleed stars you said to not get close because you ****** up light and happiness when really it was you creating it

It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are
written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are
taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we
die, all the lives we live,
they are never quite right,
they are hardly close to right,
these lives we live
one after the other,
piled there as history,
the waste of the species,
the crushing of the light and the way,
it's not quite right,
it's hardly right at all
he said.

don't I know it? I
answered.

I walked away from the mirror.
it was morning, it was afternoon, it was
night

nothing changed
it was locked in place.
something flashed, something broke, something
remained.

I walked down the stairway and
into it.