Lonely Stars

When I see the stars,

to me they look like scars.

Still so bright as diamond,

I could look at them for hours.

Scars too shallow,

emitting light too bright.

Standing out all night,

the sky they swallow.

Moon embraces their light,

reflects back to us.

I wanna go up there,

I wish I could use this bus,

ride along with me,

if you want an adventure.

We'll knock every star around,

I am tired of a lonely sky.

Let's gather them in universe's center.

©writingsforheart