Two shooting stars collide.

Two ocean blue stars....

twinkling in the midnight hour...

burning brightly aside one another.



As they collide...

two shooting stars dance across the heavens...

giving me one reason...

my only reason to remain hopeful.



a simple kiss...

inviting war and hate into each of our worlds...

bringing anything but shame into my heart.



And... as i feel your knife pierce softly into my heart...

and the blood runs....

im gasping for air...



How can something that could never be...

that will never be...

destructive...

fucked up....



something that makes me lose all train of thought...

be a simple kiss?



Forbidden...

yet so inviting.



deceit...

betrayal...

tragedy...



Every moment with you is unallowed.

Every breath we share is deception.

Every time we kiss it is simply mendacity.



It can never be....

so what authority do i have of feeling this way?





if our renegade becomes known....

I will lose all just as I did before.



This is just a simple game to you...

a game of 'never' and 'always'...

another challenge I chose to accept...

for the record, you're winning.



:::I will Never be able to be yours again.:::





Now, I simply wait in the shadows...

wondering if you see me...

even whenever I am not the reflection in your eyes.

I still pretend that I care nothing about it.



You've always been one of my weaknesses.



We have taught others betrayal before...

and you ran away from me with no goodbye.

Why should I believe you once again...

whenever the stakes are much higher than they were before?



Paranoia has always been one of my many companions...

and any time he is included....

well...

so has my constant habit of repetitively being fucked over.



I dont expect you to understand;

I honestly dont want you to know the full truth...

about as he says, my 'lies' and constant bullshit.

I hide behind these eyes for a reason.



Why do you sacrifice so much...

whether it be two years ago

with scotty...

back when you became the enemy..



or now with him...

all because of me???

Youre known for your loyalty;

every look you give me is blasphemy.



I am no trophy.

I am no jewel.

I am no angel.

Just a shooting star surrounded by darkness and lies...

waiting for someone to make a wish.








Author's Notes/Comments: 

Cameron.

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Whispers_From_The_Mind's picture

wow

this is really good. well written. sorry for the bs and getting f'd over i know how you feel. i think everyone has. i have a few poems that can relate to this one. if you have time come check them out and comment on what you think. thanks for sharing its really good.