Writing Prompt

I met a boy, his name was Rory, he was covered in blood, tears, and glory.

He laid in the snow, colored it red, I gave him a blanket and a stolen piece of bread.

“It’s hurts” he cried so I stuffed some snow in his wound and turned him on his side

“Did we win?” I asked the planes had gone gone silent and the world seemed just a little less violent

“We?” He tightened his bloody hands around my wrist stared me right in the eyes as if to make sure he continued to exist

in the dark of my pupils in the back of my mind in what was nothing but a date and a time

Me saving him was a threat he begged me to let him go to let the sun set

I thought just the most I could do was not enough, no matter what

I sat there with that dying boy and let death take noise

Who was he? I struggled to see what was told? the sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical hurt to behold.

Gaze at the sky so bright and full of light we are told.

Only refractions now are we are sold.

Where stars used to exist, it travels to us eons old.

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place so magical now hurt to behold.

i had a dream we stared at the stars as you held me dearly in your arms

my heart beat and twisted because that was where i was meant to be

it was perfect until i woke up and my eyes overflowed with the sea

because its been months and youre over me

i remember idolizing the dreams as our future one day

no matter if you were too scared to come out as gay

we were going to lay in flower fields in may

get colds in the april rain

i didnt plan on including any pain

even the dreams of stars used to be nice

now they feel like rolling a dangerous dice

the sky full of stars seemed dead and cold

a place once so magical now hurt to behold

The sky, once a canvas of shimmering light, Now looms as a void in the desolate night. Its stars, once alive with a radiant gleam, Now whisper of loss, like a fading dream.

What once held the whispers of wonder untold, Now stares back at me, so lifeless, so cold. A realm of enchantment, where wishes took flight, Now pierces my soul with its barren delight.

The galaxies hum, but their tune’s turned to dread, Their beauty now haunting, their magic now dead. The vastness above, once a friend to my soul, Now mirrors the ache of a heart that’s not whole.

Oh, stars, do you mourn for the lives you have seen? For the dreams you once cradled in spaces between? Or do you stand silent, unmoved by the pain, Eternal and distant, untouched by the strain?

The sky, though it’s shattered, still calls out to me, A hollowed-out echo of what used to be. I long for the days when its wonder consoled, But now it just hurts to behold.

It was a place with fields open and wide And beautiful starts in the midnight sky You can lay in the magical light But nothing is forever, especially this sight

For factories and cities were constructed And the beauty of the stars was disrupted Pollution filled the air And the stars were not spared

Now it was just a gray sky To be cleared, no one did try No came to see these stars For this place was forever scarred

Everyone left In one polluted breath A sky full of stars seemed dead and cold A place once so magical now hurt to behold

The moonlight danced on shattered dreams, As silence echoed through broken streams, Once vibrant skies, now dim and grey, Where hopes had soared, but led astray

The laughter of past now fades, Lost in the shadows, in quiet cascades The fire that once bright and bold, Now flicker faint in the bitter cold

Beneath the wait of memories old, The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; A place once so magical, now hurt to behold

I never did grow used to the dying of my sun, Slowly… I lost all feeling… that which made me human.

Your absence left a dark, unfillable hole, And a heart… shriveled, brittle… like charcoal.

I dare not speak, nor write of how I feel, For in doing so, I think of you… and all that was real.

Wherefore art thou, my star-crossed love, my Romeo? And why could we not drink of the same Cup of Ambrosio?

It is I alone who remains now, though your spirit hovers near, Bound to earth and duty… trudging through second, month, and year.

Years turn to centuries, eternity has come and gone, Yet I linger in one place, where time’s passage has withdrawn.

It reminds me of you… where heaven greets the sea, Performing sacred rites beneath an ancient almond tree.

Lying in silky grass, we’d watch the fading light, And see the sky bleed red as we’d bid the sun goodnight.

I lie here now, alone, wishing on each star for your return to me, But such would defy the fates… and cruel, cruel destiny.

The sky full of stars feels empty and cold, A place once so magical, now hurt to behold.

Headfilness, is like deep vast sector of the ocean but does not allow you to repeat the same emotion In the attempt, you miss the boat Yet you press on hoping for another show That how I felt when I went back home Hoping to feel the city’s fold To feel my heart fill with excitement Acting as if my first assignment To see the skyline drift through the wind And feel the good bumps on my skin But now my heart cold and dry Like a tundra with no cloud in the sky The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold A place once so magical now hurt to behold

Trees full of life, Only to be cut with a knife.

Children who were once filled with laughter; Only turned to screams after.

To walk along these roads of shame, Is the true meaning of blame.

The world is dull and cruel. The forest burn with fiery fuel.

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; A place once so magical now hurt to behold.

Everywhere I look I see lies or delusion, Built on a terrible man-to-gain fusion. Oh, the terrors I have unknowingly caused, The lives of so many brazenly stopped or paused. I thought within these walls I was safe, Now they’re causing my very soul to chafe. Everything I’ve ever known has been wrong My only option is to trust a traitor’s song? Looking up to where dragons and fairies fly, We “earned”this by letting everyone else die? The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; A place once so magical now hurt to behold.