Bane of My Ambivalent Star

I have abandoned all my ships,
Just because I see stars.
That is when you caught my glimpse.
But I should recall
That since everything eventually dies,
Now, you are just a supernova's ashes.

(The strained stars
Are through the pain lane;
Slain in vain with seraphic darkness and darkened brightness...)

So, bring me the horizon,
Because I need new stardust
To soothe my astral scars
Of the dim nights
That your paroxysmal ashes burned...

Now, there is a voided starlight
Faded in myself.
So, I'll try to ask Alexandria
For the book of universal knowledge,
To see if the blackness could be subdued
From these arcane dimensions...

(Let lights feign,
Let stars rain,
Let starfall begin.
[Meteors clash within our abyss]...)

Alone again, I admit
That I am a star between darkness and light;
So are these chains
The starless bane of my life?
Regardless of answers,
I am left with blurred promises
From these stark and ambivalent catharses...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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