What happened to the stars?

9th October, 2007

Until the day I die

Little will there be

More important things

Than the sky to me

All the things we wish to claim

All they say we need to do

For youth, we shouldn't waste away

But claim it all beneath the blue

All we ever want in life's

Contentment, smiles and laughter

But really, it is only after death

There's happily ever after

I have the sky, it's yours, it's mine

And all the stars we have to keep

Better to wash our minds with stars

Than worries at night before we sleep

I may have gotten the point of life

Moment by moment, and moments are lost

But I think it's the moments with me and the sky

That I've gotten the point of life the most

Author's Note

The whole thing is just random rambling in an effort of expression, except for the last paragraph, which feels like the real poem.