Through the night sky
There lies a beautiful gem.
A gem so rare and pure
That is too precious to lose.
Everything means nothing once it’s gone
As its value is way too high.
Happy dancing gems prance around
While it rests.
But what happens when it disappears?
Fear, death, loneliness
Are words creeping up your spine.
What could be worse?
The fact that everything will come to an end
Or the fact that all you’ve ever known will be gone?
Tears fall from the sky,
Showering and wetting everything around.
Tissues are grabbed and sponge dry the tears.
But, they keep falling…
No matter how hard you try, they never stop.
Never stop.
Through the night sky
Lies a beautiful gem.
Rare and pure
But unhappy in the night sky.
Issy's Writing Wonderland 