Falling Stars

One more time for the rewind,

running away, looking behind.

Watch out for the monster enemy,

lurking nearer to you than you see.

Can't stop it now; can't turn back to

the place you came from. No more you.

It's loneliness in the ungodly flesh.

It's a hometown city turned to mess.

It's a world that's broken, tattered, torn

full of broken people, shattered, worn.

Lost all hope, no longer bright,

but now we realize in the dark of the night...

Maybe all we have is lost tonight...

Maybe all we had left was one fight...

Maybe all we are is falling stars...

Maybe falling stars is who we are...

It was a great day and a great year,

or so we told ourselves over a couple of beers.

The old town pub was becoming new

every time we walked in the door it blew.

We were on fire with desire,

walking in with our nice attire.

Turns out we were just burnt-out tires,

living life hanging by the wires.

Wired to not feel and taught to misbehave,

we lost all modesty and we lost so many days

that could have been used better

and that could have been a glow.

I guess that finally now

maybe in the end we know...

Maybe all we have is lost tonight...

Maybe all we had left was one fight...

Maybe all we are is falling stars...

Maybe falling stars is who we are...

Only problem with that is, we're thinking that we were fine.

Were we ever really okay? Was life ever really mine?

Sure, we're broken people now, but what were we once before?

Were we wholly together and fine, or closed behind a door?

Behind that door was a room padded, padded white all around.

We are manic people living in a manic world of sound.

Zooms here, zips there; 

nobody even really cares.

We're just living out our days 

holding on to the thick haze.

Maybe it'll save our life; maybe it'll hold us still.

Or at the end of time, maybe nothing will

because...

Maybe all we have is lost tonight...

Maybe all we had left was one fight...

Maybe all we are is falling stars...

Maybe falling stars is who we are...

Reviews

[Confuser]

Dante; The wording is spectacular: I love the continuing chorus....you are progressing with every poem you write. Enjoyed the perfected flow of the first stanza and chorus, and then the change into stanza 3 even more. Great move, vivid, could see the bar, the images clearly and forced me think about life, it is fleeting, but we must make the best of it. Falling Stars, great title, and I suppose, that's exactly what we all are. The question is what do we make of it. No? I love this poem...Great work. Dale

[Not here]

thank you very much Dale :) that means a lot coming from you, as I respect your opinions and your writings greatly.

[Confuser]

You're welcome....I loved it...MORE PLEASE...& thank you:D

[Not here]

lol thank you :)

[Confuser]

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[Emily]

Nice wording!
Keep it up!

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Its a nice, thought provoking write. Leaves us thinkin...are we only falling stars? or something more? or did we just fool ourselves? well done.

[Not here]

thank you alot :) that means a lot coming from you since your a well-known and good writer

[Dani The Unreviewed]

You are welcome :) as for the rest...yeah...right... Anyways, thanks for the compliment :)

[A writer]

Danny, why wont you believe it? You are awesome with writing, and you are the greatest friend anyone could ever ask for. :)

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Cuz i aint. There aint many who actually like my stuff. i aint good at writin, i just dare to write about anythin i want, and i don't spare the ugly speech when i feel like it. i express whatever i feel, or think, now or in the past...and i express it all, the way i want to. So, i'm a just bein who i am. A great writer wouldn't need others opinions to know that he's good.

[A writer]

You are awesome. :) Do not forget this: You are the best writer I have ever seen. Many of us like reading your work. I'm grateful to God, that I got the chance to meet you Danny. You are amazing. :)