Do you ever look towards the sky at night.
Thinking what it must mean to be truly alive,
while your life flashes before your eyes.
Everything wrong kept in your vision
like stars in the night sky.
All that you did counted against you,
even when you tried doing right.
It was for naught,
since the day you were born.
Your life has been downhill like Jack and Jill,
who went for water atop the hill.
Tumbling and fumbling like
Humpty Dumpty atop the wall.
All you want turns to ashes
before you can manage to stand.
You don't know where to turn,
yet, you continue getting up
falling back down.
Lost your crown
you were able to rule.
Nothing good comes
From your labors.
Starless skies adorn your life.
You keep your head up,
waiting for the day
the sky will light up.
The sun burning bright for once,
your heavenly father turns,
bringing you forth from your death.
Til then you stumble, fall, and hurt.
No one stays,
no one loves you as you love them.
Your heart torn asunder
the wicked tear at your grace.
Seeking to make you like them.
to turn gold into lead,
silver into dust.
My entry for Poetry Contest #3
As with my other posts, any constructive criticism, and input to better my writing is appreciated