In pursuit of a larger star,
In pursuit of a brighter star,
I bear like a thousand scars
and start my hunt on a rickety car.
Chasing the dim light at the far end,
I hum in the scum, like a glow worm hell bend
Hounding the beautiful gleam, Oh, I was overspent
But in the adversities, I continue to fend.
Seating my glass jars behind,
dazzling my wobbly car,
the dream for the star makes me blind,
I only hope to go that far.
The dark road I tread, looking around with awkward glances,
as the light grows in multitude, my crazy mind dreading advances.
The ramshackle struggles, now much slower than the star,
not harmless muggles, Oh my God, it’s bizarre.
It’s an insane ball of fire.
It strikes the car, blowing it up. I know I am on the line up..
I land far away, light and smoke and the majestic fire,
gulping the darkness within its arms, throwing me in much ire.
The glass jars break and the stars now sway,
my deep insides in troubled affray.
Laying still, with incomplete defeat, stunned at my own loss,
I shrugged off my own treasure for little more gloss..
Waning into nothingness, I feel myself floating, above all the illusions, greed and sheen..
From seeking one glaring light into the lap of illumination..