What do you think I meant in this poem?

Question

Ok, I wrote this and I'll give 10 points to whoever can figure out what I meant.

When freedom glows inside one lonely moment
And stars are shaped to match your lovely torment,
Look up, look up! The sky is made of tears!
Look down, look down! The ground is built on fears!
But no... you sigh and smile... and forget
As if your lonely freedom doesn't fret,
As if the naked pages can escape
And glow despite their useless state,
As if they're blind, they cannot see
That bloodstained ink that kills the glee
Inside their mortal history
Because it doesn't set them free.

Answer 1

it is just ok, maybe I just to old to understand it

Answer 2

I would say you're talking about death and dying---freedom glows inside one lonely moment--when you're dying. The tears and the fears, the sky, and the ground, people on earth crying and fearful. Your lonely freedom doesn't fret---. Then you talk about pages and ink, killing glee, mortal history---I'd say that is the writing of an obituary which is recorded in history. I'd say your were talking about death, the everafter, life for those left behind. Good poem. Let me know the answer if I'm wrong.....

Answer 3

It's written from the standpoint of one who is trying to overcome great sorrow. I liked the poem.

Answer 4

sounds like combat to me

Answer 5

I think someone you cared about turned on you. You're trying to tell them something but they're just not seeing it.
idk, thats what went through my mind when i read it...