My universe

My universe
Where the galaxy wasn’t full of stars
Where the moon and earth didn’t have gravity
A place where it was empty
A place which was bit destroyed by wars

My universe
Where the water was too cold
Where raindrops evaporated way too fast
A place with melancholy and despair
A place where the end had to fold

My universe
Where wind blew yet not being breeze
Where birds tried to sing but couldn’t
A place too dry, for a beautiful snowflake
A place too barren, for the existence of mighty seas

My universe
At the end it was the only home I had
At the end I had to embrace the empty
When the breathing stops, and heart rests
When I finally sleep, too tired of being sad