Shooting Star

No one watched me

As I tumbled across the sky

I don’t meant to point fingers

Or fixate on blame

I’ve watched this story too many times

To the point where I no longer close my eyes

I’ve gotten past the scary

I didn’t mean to break down at the touch of a hand

Used to think I was the strongest one around me

That nothing could go wrong

That I could withstand just about anything

But maybe it was the opposite all along

I stare at the flash of blue and red

Feelings of red seep into my cheeks

A familiar embarrassment I’ve felt before

The kind I got when in front of a class

The kind you get when you face your fears 

I’ve been facing them for the past few years

Thought it would make me strong 

But maybe it was the opposite all along

I stare into an abyss, the absence of myself

‘This isn’t me’ I scream into a void

I raised my shaky and quivery voice

Asked myself why I lost my way when I had found it again

It’ll never be easy and I’ll never get to used to it

I thought if I could pretend then I’d believe it

Thought it would somehow make me strong

But I think I was wrong 

I haven’t slept in years

I cried a child’s tears 

I craved the arms of the hurtful

The company of ghosts 

I don’t want to be troubled 

I watched a star shoot across the sky 

Through the brick tiles that covered the ceiling 

It told me to hold on, hold on, hold on

And to let go 

Reviews

[Curtis.Lenker]

This poem is beautifully written. Great work here. I loved every line.