the stars suffer tonight

staring in the darkness
till my eyes start to ring
even if the sky is a mess
i like to think that the stars still sing
even harsh melodies
of screams and horrible curses
rhymes broken, corrupted beyond redemption
this is no city for beautiful verses
a chaotic, unholy litany
runs like a crack
through the fabric of reality
the world collapses
the world expands
wrapped around the sound
of a sigh
through the wormholes
timelines converge
at the speed of light
tachyons race
and on some cold night
maybe i'll silently touch your face
and through the chaos of a dying world
i'll have my one moment of peace