so I had to write a poem for school and...
The Fault in our Stars
This poem was inspired by John Green’s book The Fault in our Stars and Troye Sivan’s song “The Fault in our Stars”.
“Sometimes you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.” – John Green
I cannot fathom my thoughts,
They are a pain that demands to be felt.
If infinities are infinite,
Then how are some bigger than others?
Heartbreak is a privilege if it’s by you, Hazel Grace,
Grief does not change you, but reveals who you are.
Without pain, we would not know joy,
But this pain is worse than ever before.
You die in the middle of your life,
The sentence that was never finished.
Life is a metaphor,
The killing thing is always between our teeth.
Whether this killing thing does the killing
Is unknown until the end
You get to choose if you get hurt,
By this killing thing, in this world.
I am grateful for our infinity, Hazel Grace,
It was small, but the world doesn’t always grant our wishes.
The fault is not in our stars, but in ourselves,
And to that, I say,