Testimonial of a Supernova

Written during sophomore year.

Here we are,

count the stars,

even they collide

from far away,

out into the distance.

 

Count for something,

count for none,

call it endless,

call it done.

You see these stars die every day.

 

But can you feel the twilight

of everything that’s hopeless?

I want to feel your arms

but I just can’t reach far enough.

 

Can you give up on a dream

when it’s all that you can see?

I want to know,

are you worth it?

 

Can you give up on the night

when you’ve never seen the light,

and these stars are

the brightest things you’ve ever seen?

 

Can you give up on the scene

of beautiful catastrophe?

I want to feel,

are you even there?

 

Your eyes are warm,

warm enough for daydreams, and

you’re the center of my storm.

You’ll pass just as quickly.

 

Here I am in

empty space,

feel my eyes fade over.

You’re not quite

close enough for comfort.

 

Falling down and

falling up,

stand around,

I’ve had enough.

Silver’s not as sweet anymore.

 

Feed me pain and

feed me bliss.

Feed me knowledge and

ignorance.

Maybe I won’t feel a thing anymore,

 

but your eyes are warm

 

Your eyes are warm,

warm enough for daydreams, and

you’re the center of my storm.

You’ll pass just as quickly.

 

Your eyes are warm,

warm enough for daydreams, and

you’re the center of my storm.

You’ll pass just as quickly.

 

Here we are,

count the stars,

even they collide

from far away,

out into the distance.

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[StoryTailor]

I think I may have fallen in love with your poetry. It's amazing. I like this a lot.