Look to the sky
The darkening blackness above
Can you see the stars twinkling in the expanse of darkness?
Every star is my torment
My misery
My dreams
My reality.
There are so many you would go mad counting them all.
It is folly to try to put a name and number to all the stars in the sky.
Just as it is foolish to put a name to my countless torments.
Do not even attempt it.
Just gaze upon the stars in awe.
So many of them lighting up the darkness.
Just as you and everyone else light up the darkness of my soul.
You are my stars in my blackness of my sorrow.
Though my troubles outnumber the stars, your light still shines bright
among them.