My star
There is a star a yellow, beautiful shinning star, that shines alone in moonless nights It guides my soul through winding paths, through all the twists and turns I have to make and all the scary places I must pass tittering on the edges so sharp of abysms deep and dark; It keeps me safe. It is my star. Sometimes it shines to the left sometimes to the right, weaving through all the things that cannot be. I drench my thoughts in its light, while my future calls to me from distant shores I cannot... Sign in to see full entry.