Answers in the stars

We hurt. We cry. We rant, we rave and beat our fists against the unreachable sky. Waiting for mute gods to reply. Some never fully living, some just waiting to die.

Backwards and forwards ebbing and flowing, third eye closed so we remain unknowing

Imprisoned by our passions, halted by the status quo

Fearing our spirituality, wandering to and fro.

The clutches of emotion either strangles or starves

Hoping for answers as we watch the stars

Hoping for answers as we watch the stars

I’m just hoping for answers as I watch the stars

 

 

 

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