The Morning Star
What is a star that I can hold
A fire that does not so easily go cold
I wish for something to sink in
Beneath the surface and through my skin
A mark that doesn't fade with time
And can not be erased like all these other marks of mine
Can someone find me that beautiful star
That burns even when the others are far
That doesn't trickle down with the night
That can guide me even in bright light
Hold me when I begin to fall
Spark my heart aflame whenever I call
Keeping me tied to the clouds
When I begin to reach for the ground
Where is my burning star
Every morning, why must I stare so hard
At the bright blue sky and the world bathed in light
There is not a single star to guide me till night
I must blindly enter the day
No direction and unable to find my way
Without my burning star
Who knows how far
I'll be able to go
For I'm afraid to know
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Random Stuff - Part II
RandomThis is a random book. With a lot of poetry. And other things, too. Find out by reading, maybe? Please? ♡ Cover credits // @SoullessSkin (you should check her out btw, she's also a great writer) "Her eyes spoke beautiful words unlike most beautiful...
