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.