Interstellar Hell (Other) by PsydewaysTears
Falling stars trickle down my cheek
Outlining a damaged physique.
They're blinding to the untrained eye
But I've learned to black out the sky.
My black hole beats an angry rage,
Good thing I keep it in its cage.
Last time I let it out to play
It sucked the sunshine out of day.
I wander over Saturn's Rings
Thinking I've got a hold on things...
But every night at ten to three,
Lack of air catches up with me.
My Interstellar Hell will swell
Until I bid a fond farewell,
To falling for the silver gleam;
And living life like it's a dream.
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