Hope

All the stars are covered with a piece of glory.

They represent a single humans tragic story.

They represent the life, but not as we all know it,

'Sunshine in the dark' is how I simply call it.

The hope, the magic and emotion,

our childhood in slow motion.

All the smiles, the games, sweet fears,

all the happiness in crystal tears.

Oh, and listen up the music played -

they are singing song for you.

So I wonder why are you afraid -

I believe you feel that too.

Stars blink, they laugh, they call you closer,

but the darknes hides a bunch of monsters.

It's so deceptive, wanting to believe.

When you're drawning, there is no relief.

And they hurt, the memories, so tender,

but cold and windy as in Septmber.

They cause a storm in one's desire

the joyful past that knidles fire.

That burns you from the insight slowly

memories you thought before, were lowly.

Cause you can't have them, they are long time gone

you schould have seen them when they were your own.

But still, fom time to time, remember,

despite the pain that hurts so much,

the past is just a fair member

of what we think, we breath, we touch.

And who knows, once you might discover

something that you didn't know,

a little star sent undercover

to care, to smile, to wait, to glow.