I Turned The World in to Stars

No longer do I see the stars.
No longer do my wishes have a place to soar.
I'm trapped between building, and noise.
Nothing seems to be coming in quite clear.
Not anymore.

I'm trapped in my pollution.
Hoping I will once again be a part of the
forest. To spend endless nights under the stars.
Is only a distant memory now.
I wish to give my soul to their stories.
To float away to the heavens and beyond.

I know once you scientifically think about it
it isn't as beautiful. But, I would like to pretend
that they mean more than just a few true words.
Only dreamers lie here.
Only dreamers get the feeling of being trapped
between the dewy grass and the vastly filled sky.

Only those artistically inclined to write ode's.
To captivate the meaning behind each shining ball
of gasses. Soaring across the universe. Having a
free I could only imagine. Could only dimly think
about. I wish to be a part of this blanket across the
universe. To be embedded into someones dreams.
Hopes.
And, wishes.

I want to be wished.
To be plummeted to earth.
To feel so wanted that I burst into tiny particles.
Knowing one day my light will go out.
Knowing one day I will no longer have a voice
that soars across the planets and constellations.

I would clutter near millions.
I would sparkle and shine.
As if my heart was exploding each mili-second.

But, I'm left on my human feet.
Holding my human hands tightly to my chest.
To think I would rather not have a heart.
So I could truly live.

So I could be forever free.

I lay down on the broken streets.
Ignoring the sounds, the rushing of life.
Knowing I'm sacrificing myself to something
higher.

Higher then god.
Beyond him to his children.
That were perfected.
I close my eyes letting the street lamps
flutter amongst my eye lids.

If this is what it means to be lonely.
I don't want to be here.
Not in this place.
Not where I'm trapped between
brittle bone and fading blood.

I wish.
I wish.
Oh, how I wish.
That I could be a part of something bigger.
Something huger then little old me.

If only this world could understand.
This ache.
This burning.
Deep within my chest.

I hold my hand out to the sky.
Laying my cheek against the asphalt.
And, with each heart beat.
I get up the courage to just pretend.
Tears shined down my face.
As I felt awe deep within my body.

With half-closed eyes.
I turned the world into stars.

• A former member wrote: I really, really, really like this piece. So pleasantly articulate. The words are soft and still. Beautiful.
  
  
• On Tuesday, May 5, 2009, Pryzm (84) wrote:
  
  Amazing...such beautiful craft, a slideshow of images through my mind, and wonderous thoughts of so many starring nights that will now look different....~ sniff ~
  
  
• On Tuesday, May 5, 2009, Winter Born (203) wrote:
  
  such a beautiful write, heart-wrenching and breath taking, while at the same time it give a flutter of hope...
  
  
• On Tuesday, May 5, 2009, heartdripsblack (681) wrote:
  
  wow. simply beautiful and amazing! ~ hdb.
  
  
• On Tuesday, May 5, 2009, Guillotine (191) wrote:
  
  This was fucking breath-taking Tara dear. Don't ever stop writing.