Black the Stars
Thinking of a past while looking forward ahead
What it was, what it means, what has been said
A long road of reflection the ins and outs of pain
Pieces are put together just to fall out once again
Hope is just a measure in the distance of belief
Crushed by the truth which lies inside of all the grief
Now standing all alone staring up into empty space
A sky full of black, for all the stars have been erased
Behind you is the future in a thought you'd never think
Mixed up in confusion with stars that no longer blink
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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