You're a shooting star ,
So close yet so far .
Woke up and drove my car,
Off a cliff somewhere not that far,
down the hill causing a scar,
Life flashing before my eyes just like your star,
blinding my eyes like the smoke of a cigar.
Longing for your residue from so far apart,
zooming through time like a dart,
Never at peace with the dark,
always looking here and there for a spark,
Being lost in the park.
Me and my mind decided to have a talk,
realised it’s all senseless had me on lock,
Having held on so tight to nothing at all feeling so odd,
only thing left is me and god.
Even god cannot cover for your frauds,
but truth of the matter is we’re bones and flesh we’re all flawed,
Never the doubt we continue to fall like a shooting star from afar,
And just that thought is absurdly bizarre,
Just like the ashes from your long lost cigar.
16 May 23
A mash up made by one with another.
