the stars
and
the moon
are
constants
i look up at
the night sky and
they're always there
staring back at me
no matter
what
they're
permanent
they're real
and they
remind me
that i am, too,
and that my
problems
are
much
smaller
than they feel.
i look
up at
the
moon
and
the
stars
and i
know
that
i am
real
and i
will be
o k a y .
maybe not
now
maybe not
for
a long time,
but eventually
i will be okay and
the stars and the moon
will still be above me
and they will still shine
as bright.
even dead
stars shine.
even the moon
goes through
dark times.
i am
made of stars
and i will be okay.
the world will test me
and my heart will break but
i will take a deep breath and
look at the night sky and
know that someday
i will be okay.
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recycled poetry
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