valid hemlock
**Ashes of a Dying Star
by missy chips! ❤️**
*I can’t read my diary anymore —
it’s no longer inked in words,
but in bleeding stars.
Each line maps a constellation of wounds,
every sentence weighs like a dying sun
sinking beneath the horizon of my chest.
They say—
they always say—
that love is supposed to heal.
But sometimes, it just hurts quietly,
like gravity pulling at the seams of who you are,
stretching you thin
until something inside silently comes undone.
Loving someone feels like
sending your heart into space
with no guarantee it’ll make it back.
It’s a flicker of light
trying to survive in all that dark,
hoping it lands somewhere safe—
but knowing it could just disappear,
like stardust scattered in a storm.
The fear of losing someone
is the cold void before the dawn,
a silence so wide
it swallows even hope.
And those once-sweet moments?
They don’t fade.
They collapse—
into tiny singularities of pain,
little stars ✨ still burning
in the infinite dark of memory.*
Written by your missy messy chips! ❤️
SWAK!
minor jacinth
normal linden
zinc minnow
dim cloak
delicate wren
neon monolith
shrewd shell