“Star Filled Sky”

As I lie on the warm wet street, staring at the clear night star filled sky,

with nostalgia and memories, good, bad, uncontrollable thought shoot through my mind like automatic gunfire with no control, bullet holes leaks where they may,

thoughts so loud

-yet so silent, no one can hear them, but I clearly understand what they say.

Are all dreams irretrievable in the sounds of helicopters, ambulance and people screaming?

Or were there any dreams to begin with?

Visions of how beautiful the L.A. sky can be,

but I can't shake the feeling that all is lost around me can I escape?

Do I really want to?

What a funny question, like one can actually remove their self from their self,

Choices no matter where one be, one's choices lead them into their life's journey.

Wherever that road ends no one knows, until I was lying on the warm wet blood soaked pavement,

filled with bullet holes -

Staring at the beautiful L.A. sky from choices that led me down this path that ends;

Where I took my last breath, staring at this beautiful L.A. star filled sky. 

Written by: Samuel