The stars go by, sparkling brightly in the dark sky.
I knew from the steps you took, you were nearby.
Arms wrapped around me, not letting me go.
In a distance, I heard the call of many crows.
Looking at the sky, the stars of many lights.
Looking down, I wondered for many past nights;
The songs of wisdom and the hymns of lies,
The prelude of destruction will soon come by.
The arms loosen and I breath the air,
I finally wonder this; is life truly fair?
A/N- For line number four, where I wrote the crows, it is said to be a bad omen if you saw a lot of crows in one place. Please give me some feedback.