Star

Written 5/20/2016

For the first time I saw a star truly twinkle
In the night sky above that was a deep ebony
Like the shade of my soul which has
Been devoured by fear and anxiety.

Its sparkle was a glimmer of hope that
My life isn't all a torn, rugged rag
Patched onto the ripped pair of jeans that
Is the reality that I have lived in.

I continue like a run on sentence
That never ends and gets redundant
Because the message that it spews is
Never ending since it's never listened to.

But the sparkle that I saw above
Will never leave my mind as it
Has imprinted on me with importance
As it's a sign to keep moving forward.