When l was a star,
I filled the heavens with delight.
So bright, I shunned the spiteful dark
That shadowed the good.
When I was a star,
I found peace in me by needlessly sharing my glory
to the weightless floating bodies,
skimming far and wide into the emptiness.
But I was quick to forget,
the spark I’d once instilled in what appeared senseless.
I sucked it all in in a huge pit of bitterness.