I Can Touch Them (They Won't Know) Part 4

Yay! now i want to throw up! ((multiple emotions do that to me)) so i'm actually gonna do stanza by stanza for this one..

I found it and I see it
It stares me in the face
It's coming closer, faster
And I want to close the space

^^ funny how sweet that start is. how it's like...i found it and it's mine and i'm never letting go. that's like so many things. and it enver seems to work. buttt i was hoping you'd be nice to this poem..

I want to see it clearly
To be one with the stars
And this is the one that I choose
Forget Earth or Mars...

^^ definitely my favorite part. "To be one with the stars" almost set me off crying. Irony of my username, eh? almost a star but never quite.

But my star turned to two
And that's the last thing I see
Before it hurt everywhere
And pain took hold of me

^^ The first line, I think i didn't understand. the entire thing ((but especially that line)) reminded me of coldplay..but i've been listening to them today, so idk. the last two lines brought on the last little piece of my headache. lol. good job. :P

I try to gasp for air
But it's like breathing in space
And I feel so damn cold
Tears roll down my face

^^ I wish, sometimes, that I got cold when I got crappy. cuz i do the opposite. it's like it's burning and i'm restless and i can move but too much and..you can't breathe because you're burning and the walls are pounding in your head. if that makes sense. but i like reading the other extreme..

I just wanted to hold a star
And the world I would show
That dreams and wishes can come true
If you let yourself go

^^ I almost cried again here. I'm actually really proud that I didn't. What's the worth, eh? are your dreams worth your everything else...that's not what i really want to say about this stanza. but that's all i can get out.

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I just wanted to hold a star
And the world I would show
But I'm curled up on the street
And they will never know

^^ the first line is painful to read. and i don't know why. guess it's my whole, I really want to fly/be a fishy kinda mentality. that loss. and the last line is just...amazing. it's cold and it's distant. staring off into space kind of genius.

so haha. that is all rambling and dumb. but there you go.
great poem, jesse.