there.
Now, I'm horrible at poems, so I'm sorry if this is terrible. Please rip it apart. ^-^
Blinking ever-brightly in the darkness...
I stare into the night sky watching as it f
a
l
l
s
The brilliant streak of light behind it fills me with hope.
Should I close my eyes and make a wish?
No.
Star wishing will do nothing.
I can only depend on myself to get things done...
not on senseless wishes.
A pang of loneliness fills me as the light disappears.
There's no hope anymore; I've used it all up.
Just like the shooting star, it's gone forever
only leaving memories behind.
Sudden movement across the sky catches my gaze,
a new star trying to reach across the horizon.
Could it be that there really is hope left?
Is this star a sign of a beginning...
and not of an end?
There's only one thing I can do
so I close
my
eyes
