The Shine Of Two Stars Poem by Christopher Soto

Like a shining star, we sat in the sky,
and shined on the world below.
Our burning fire and strong desire,
held us suspended on the black blanket night.
Indefinitely placed where we belonged,
billions of years, that's where we shone,
sitting happily with one another,
and keeping each other strong.

Alas, nothing lovely ever lasts...
Like teasing a shackled lion with a key he can never have,
life laughs at you, and spits at you until it dances on your grave,
and you suffer and you cry, tears pour like oceans from your eyes.
And you hang on to the instinctive will to be alive.

My star... It somewhat died...
It started falling from the sky.
Unable and trapped, I was forced to watch
and my words then meant nothing,
and tears tried to run loose.

Seconds were hours, days were years,
and I had to accept the fact,
that my star had disappeared.

I was dealing with death,
a part of me fell before it's wrath.
I denied, I was guilty, I was furios,
and then alone, but now I'm rising,
and I still burn, and I accept, there's no return.

For a time I felt I shone alone,
but now I realised that didn't matter,
at least I'm still shinning on.

The sky is huge, galaxies galore,
infinite universe, no matter what,
there's always more.