when the stars fell our towers fell too a legacy put out with fire the great people were taken down the night sky is blank now i’m waiting for it to light again it will never light again i just want my world back before all this before everything

the stars i mean we were fighting world war three it was messy people died, so so so many people died school gave out bombs went off battles fought it was terrible you heard guns and bombs all through the night not even the weather was a constant anymore the only constant were the stars shining over head but even they couldn’t bear to see the blood and gore

when the roses wilt i told him, i knew they never would because they were a garden in my heart until the sky fell down blazing suns burning up the garden the roses wilted and now you’re gone i watched you leave a lead lined coffin, that’s what you wanted because you loved Stephen King you didn’t want to rot and have worms eat out your eyes and beetles in your skull a restless eternity but you didn’t get your lead lined coffin you got nothing there was nothing left of you to bury i miss you but the roses burnt

i used to hate her before the stars fell i hated the way she had perfect curls, no, not hated, i resented her i was jealous of her beauty her bright blue eyes her straight A’s the way she could get any guy i resented her the way the moon resents the sun jealous of the spotlight but now, i miss her laugh her perfect smile she fell when the stars did she was a star too but she fell because of a war lost she fought against herself and stole her life away, mere days before everything happened

this beach is untouched rubble strewn but no blood no bodies no trauma to haunt me sit alone and listen to the waves think about those i’ve lost wonder who is left and hope that among the fallen stars there is hope because i have found a place beyond the stars maybe there are more

i was young, when the stars fell i would think about if i went missing, what would happen in my mind three would rescue me my guardian angel would fly down from heaven the monster beneath my bed would emerge and my stuffed dog would unite to find me but it my moment of need they didn’t come when the stars fell, i imagine my guardian angel died, they fell too far, their wings singed with fire another falling star the monster beneath my bed, i believe they suffocated crushed beneath the only place the ever knew, poetic injustice, stabbed by their own sword, and my stuffed dog, i watched her die her stuffing burning before my eyes when the stars fell the didn’t save me i had always thought they would if the stars fell

when the stars fell, i was inside, i didn’t know they were falling until they crashed through the roof fire swallowed my home fire swallowed my family now i won’t sleep, i can’t sleep, unless i can see the starless sky, wide and open above my head, the pinpricks of light are gone. it’s almost pitch black now, while the stars were falling i didn’t know until it was too late, maybe i’ll be able to do something if they start to fall again. that’s what i think, until i remember that there are no stars to fall