stars

they say

you don’t have to do it

all on your own.

yes you fucking do.

if you want to keep

your limbs intact

and your heart whole

keep your little feelings

locked in your chest.

if you want to

climb to the top

anyone’s hand

will pull you back

and bring you down.

they say

but you don’t have

to be lonely

but tombstones are alone

and so are stars.

nobody will be there

always.

it’s like promises

were created

to be broken

and nights were made

to be spent alone.

aren’t they dark?

i eat their lies

gag on reassurance

and take my own hand.