hopelessness

I've always whispered a faint covenant to my heart that the sparkling stars would be assured to live eternally, maybe that's what makes them dim too quickly. I shouldn't have dared to learn how to hope for things on a planet that feeds on souls, now the only thing I know is that i cannot undo it, I can never cease hoping for a promising land, somewhere far away, where the stillness of nature is sacred, where we walk on a ground that could hold us gently, where gracefulness radiates within each soul that ever knew how to breathe, how I only wished for existence to be more fairing, for a divine to hear my prayers, bless me with his eternity, for I cannot stand losing my sparkling sky once more, and if my only path was fated to be so plain and soulless, then I bid you to free me from this misery, so I shall not witness my starless sky ever.