Stars are consistent.
Since I was young, 
The stars always came at night. 
When I was happy,
The stars were a beautiful gaze.
When I was sad, 
The stars put me to sleep.
When I was depressed, 
The stars told me stories. 
When I didn't think I'd make it until morning,
The stars put me in a trance
Until the sun could prove I survived. 
I've never known consistency other than the stars. 
At times they were my only friend-
My confidant.
They've always kept my secrets. 
They never judged.
Every night they return, 
And sparkle as I speak. 
They remind me I'm not alone:
That there's something that will always come back.
The stars give me hope;
They give me relief. 
I always know they'll be there-
No matter what I do or say. 
Stars are consistent.
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- Published: October 10th, 2024 00:18
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Great write
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