~

u

r n

k

d on ash

from

evening’s urn.

caustic

constellations

burn.

choking back

etched tears

of glass,

petrified:

our

shattered

p

a

s

t

.

when the stars blink out slowly

one

by

one

when the man

in

the

moon

no longer dreams

of

the

earth

when the sun

hides

his

face

to cry in silence

and

we

wander

over sleepless cities

because

s

h

a

t

t

e

r

e

d

constellations

cannot guide the night

nor

break the day

We thought of creating

A world, together..

With my violets

And your blues.

Nothing’s left of us,

Just a shattered constellation,

Blinking pain,

Useless tattoos.

To build with you,

I broke myself.

I’ll pick up the stars now,

And go back.

I'll start from the nebula,

Not from the black hole.

i'll shatter the galaxy for you, my darling

piece it together in your eyes

a mosaic of constellations we so adored

because you're leaving soon, my darling

so the last thing you see

will not be my tear-streaked face

it shall be the breathtaking stars

torn asunder in the neverending cosmos

to twinkle in disjointed chaos

until your light fades out

i'll miss you, my darling

I watched as they dragged you away,

Broken, and bruised, and bloodied,

Unrecognizable to those who knew you.

Your screams echoed through the empty corridors,

And you sat all alone in your prison of loneliness.

The cracks on your skin that bled red sprinkled my sky

With beautiful nebulas and shooting stars.

The tears that slid down your face like shining diamonds

Reflected in the deepened sea as they shot across the sky.

The sobs that racked your body shook my world,

Rattled my ground, and made the universe quake

As if you were a god, touching the heavens.

You were beautiful, even as they were killing you.

As they shattered my constellations

And as you took your final shakey breath,

My skies lit up like the darkened night on the Fourth of July,

As you fell to your knees, your body going limp,

The heavens cracked and the skies fell

for their god

no longer

lived.

You found my frozen tears along the edges of the Milky Way, gently placing them in your pocket heart as you followed the trail of my devastation.

As you stood in front of me, your tender heart glistening from the droplets of my soul, you whispered,

“In the dark, I can hear your galaxy faintly beating…”

At that moment I choked on the countless particles of Saturn’s rings as my chest expands from collapsed quiet breaths.

You awakened the heart of a dying star.

I was changed.

The sun has set so many times

on you and i

the night has brought winter

and it has snowed on my heart

the same one i left

at your doorstep

the stars have cried our loss

we have been categorized

as shattered constellations

separated by the great force of space

once we used to shine so bright

and now we're just broken.

Shattered constellations -{renata ferretti}