"Not In The Stars" // Poetry
Went out looking for a shooting star tonight To make a wish on To pray on To wish for the darkness and shadows and nightmares to leave me alone To let me start living again For my hope to come back But out on these streets all I see is more darkness and more shadows And more nightmares And more despair No shooting stars No luck The air smells like smoke and fumes And crushed, shattered dreams And I don’t have a choice but to breathe it all in I was looking for a bit of peace tonight A change in pace A change in luck For the tables to turn To finally have something to hope for For something to pull me out of the black hole I’ve been living in For far too long But I guess it’s just not in the stars tonight Or ever I left home looking for more than what I already had Didn’t like the cards fat...