"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 fate dealt me 

So I threw them away and went searching for a new hand 

A better hand 

But I guess it just wasn’t in the stars 

And now all I have is darkness and shadows 

And crushed, shattered dreams 

Forests are magical until you get lost in them and they kill you 

Waterfalls are beautiful until you drown in them 

Fire is mesmerising until you get too close 

And it burns you inside and out 

Well I guess it’s the same with life 

I got too close 

And I got burned 

I threw myself at fate but fate threw me away 

I was sucked powerless into a black hole of despair 

I’ll keep searching for my shooting star 

To wish for the darkness to leave me alone 

For my hope to come back 

But I guess maybe it’s just not in the stars. 

                                                                                                                                                                  

Yeahhhh, I don't know. I rarely write poetry and this is a good example why. Thoughts?

>>Andrea