Bleeding Stars

When I look at the Stars, I see someone else

the sky glows
shining blue, orange, then pink
with each shad
it softens
like a box of crayons
until it is completely
black

the stars shimmer
against the moonlight
each one telling a story
of hope
hurt
love

the soul bleeds
into the star
like a dripping facet
drip…drip…drip
until it
glistens

the star shines
bright against the sky
it shadows filled with
hope and pride
telling the world
I
Am
Not
Afraid

the star hides
ashamed
of its shadows
filled with
loneliness
exposing raw emotions
like crying children
telling the world
I
Am
Afraid

the sky glows
with white snow
representing images
filled with anxiety
today is a new day
and there are choices
to be made

stars can only be determined by there brightness

what's yours?