I believe it was written in the stars.
It's destiny.
Fate.
Denying my destiny won't get me anywhere.
Right?
It might take a while.
But some day,
I'll finally be able to heal.
Then maybe,
I'll finally be that person I've always longed to be.
Oh how happy I'd be.
Would the world accept me, then?
Would you accept me?
Would I accept myself?
Maybe then,
I can finally see the stars for myself.
I believe,
I believe with my whole being,
That one day change will come,
And it will come so beautifully.
That even I won't be ready.
But I'll wait.
With open arms.
I'll always wait for the arrival of change.
Like how autumn brings change.
A truly beautiful scene.
Change is near.
I believe.
But I mustn't forget.
Even the stars lie.
YOU ARE READING
The Age of Starlight
Poetrya book of poetry written in the shadows of the night, with the stars as the only light. while the age of starlight was at it's peak. *completed*