out the door.
There's no hurt
in the stars.
Waiting.
When can I,
them, and you
go back?
I set everything on fire,
myself and this wretched place.
I'm tied to responsibilities
and people who don't care.
Slow burning,
endless transposing.
What bout my consequences?
But I don't object.
My blistered life,
ignites in a flame of violet flare.
Is it really a sin to be a lying
and decisive person,
when you don't know
what it is you want?
These night walls
crack and fade
with the engulfing
of my butterfly wings.
The birds in the night
sing their pain-felt songs.
And you know I never cry.
Not now, not ever.
Never thought I'd do this alone
but it will be better soon.
No more worries
when you're with the angels.
I'm only here for tonight,
before I leave.
Back where I was made,
my perfect fate.
My final words,
in this bittersweet way.
Have faith in yourself,
and you will return to the stars.