Under the stars

life is

a beach

long

seeming

like it will

never end

and we run

in groups

beside

the waves

sometimes

peaceful

sometimes

violent

we run

in the sun

we run

under

the stars

sometimes

stopping

to rest

for a moment

before

running again

we run

but i trip

and i fall

and on the ground

i see

the stars

paint a patten

a beautiful

pattern

one i have

never seen

before

now i

dont want

to get up

i dont

want

to run

i want

to lay here

and stare

stare

stare

at the

stars

stars

stars

then a shadow

blocks the stars

and i see

my group

holding out hands

thinking

something

is wrong

and there

to pull me

back to my feet

instead i take

their hands

and pull them

to the ground

so they lay

beside me

looking

and staring

at the stars

but we know

we must

get up

and run

so we do

we run

beside

the waves

sometimes

peaceful

sometimes

violent

we run

in the sun

we run

under

the stars

but now

we take

stops

just to lay

under the stars

and stare.