Staring at the night sky,
Hoping to be up there,
Wanting to be free like the stars,
Not having to deal with problems pass my power.

Staring up into the dark night,
Hoping to be consumed into the abyss,
Wanting it all to end,
Not wanting to feel pain anymore.

Staring into the luminous near-future hurts,
Seeing that your dreams will just be just that,
Just the foolish illusions of a dumb, hopeful girl.


© Enma Eden