Lost souls, desperate and freaked out to take a flight, <br />Ignored by angels, where are you gonna head for? <br />Groping blindly in the dark for the salvation light <br />While suffering from a phantom pain left you tore. <br />Hurting for your former dwelling, you wanna back, <br />Unaware that for you that's the end of the ball game. <br />Trying hard to break a vacuum, you blow your stack: <br />How come you're noncorporal tiny specks with no name? <br />In the still of a black night I sighted a falling star <br />And felt divine elation quickening my heartbeat. <br />Since then I've been carrying a cryptic scar <br />And left immune to pain until in heaven me and you meet.<br /><br />Aram Stefanian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/falling-star-to-kurt-cobain/
