before dying, stars burn brighter (poem from agust 22 of 2024)

stars are supposed to shine bright

to be beautifull and burn, right?

to be hot and torn apart

to sometimes fade away, but glowing in a sprite

to be wonderful, i'll make this sacrifice

breaking their heart as mine soul sufice

making my meat cage art, rotting inside

i wanna be percived as something divine

light as a feather, i feel like i'm in heaven

deadly cold even in a sunny weather

brittle bones, fragile as ever

the pain brings my heart and soul back togheter

suffering haunt my nights

to be clean i can pay this high price

and finnaly one day i will see the light

coming slowly

 to me as i die