Someone Like Me {Poetry}

A Galaxy of Stars

The wick sputtered

And struggled to ignite

                                {Quivering, longing for life}

The light it held within.

                                {Peaceful, melting wax}

And flared and fought

To keep that flame

                                {A yellow breeze in autumn}

But it could not

For even one more day.

                                {Infinite sunrises}

Then the fire went cold

 And left behind a silent night.

                                {How many stars?

                                How many chances?}