Broken Stars

A story.

Late night dreams

and screaming cries.

Nothing lives here

and nothing dies.

It's a waste

to lie here.

All is alone

Mind: spinning crazily.

I don't know.

My life's broken.

Is there anything

to take away?

There is only

one thing I

want to say.

Come to bay.

I want you.

Come and stay.

The Ocean's big,

safe to say.

I wonder if,

you're meant babe?

Help me see

the stars above.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A excellent poem. The words flow like music. I like the desire and the hope for someone in the words in your poem. Being alone by the ocean can be lonely. A excellent poem.
Coyote