Ramblings

Things I write when I am feeling especially (insert strong emotion here).
17. Anxiety. Forever searching.

Stars

We are the stars

That cover the darkest nights

That lead the way home

We are the stars 

That twinkle, and even if we dim

Even for a second

Come back even brighter than before

We are the stars

That shine all through the day

Even when no one can see

We are the stars 

That sparkle with grace

Even when we fall

We are the stars

In the algae that glows in the sand

On the doors of the dressing rooms

In the eyes of our dreams

On the pavement as we walk

We are the stars

That continue to sparkle

Even after we are long gone

We are the stars

Whose light transcends time and space

And travels faster than anything

We are the stars 

That paint a picture

That tell a story

We are the stars

And we will never lose our shine.

Reach

All the colors have dulled a little bit
From their usual bright shine.
All the people mull around
But to sit still is not a crime.

The words pour out from a foreign place
And immediately flee from memory.
All the past is crystal 
But isn’t really clear.