Stars

I can’t do it tonight.

Stary, shimmering, glittering… they lead me nowhere. Life is too dark for all that nonsense. Let those stars come here and we’d watch them fade.

What happens when a star goes black? That small, yet mighty blip in the sky. There are so many we can’t even see. Imagine that. Living a life, glowing for others and they
never
even
notice.
Shame on us for our lack of admiration or shame on them for spending all that time in delusional stupidity. A whole life waster.

Those stars should find a new galaxy. One where their hard work and ill spent dedication would matter, would mean something.

I may not be a star, but I have compassion for the always burning, never shining figments of life few bother to pay any attention to. Maybe we should switch places for a while, see which part of the universe is worse.

Then run away together for a darkness that appreciates our light.