remnants of a falling star

how far
the falling star
will fall
to leave a scar
charred
by the passing heat
as the light streaks
across a cold
and lonely sky

try and try
the fool will proclaim
that he might refrain
from the fallow fields
littered with the debris
of beauty
scattered
and fragile dreams
shattered
beneath the hammer
delivering the blow...

I know not
what I do
but I remember
you
and end up
walking in tiny circles
inside my mind
trying to find
the key
to open the door
and banish the angst
to a place
of nevermore

before
I loose
my mind...