Light of a Star

I’ve been calling people, reaching out for help, but all I get is a voice telling me to leave a message.  Wait… hold on… I just heard gun shots. Two. They sound kind of far. Sorry about that, anyways back to what we were talking about.

At the beginning of 2012 I wrote a post, telling everyone here that I wished them the best, that we would get through all of our troubles together. I want to keep that promise, I want for all of us to find a light, a single light, and hand in hand, pull out of this darkness. Not that darkness is such a bad thing. It can sometimes be comforting; it can give us a place that we can hide out for a while. But I don’t know when it was that I became consumed by it… maybe it doesn’t want me to leave and right now, I don’t think I want to anyways. I went outside and the night was a little cold. I was taking out some trash and I realized that the silver rays from the moon were illuminating everything. I looked up and saw how brightly all the stars and moon shined. For an instant, I thought how amazing it was that they were radiant even when they were surrounded in darkness. I envied them. I’m enveloped in darkness and all I wish is that I could find my way out, and here in front of me, out there somewhere is something that might have been burnt out millions of years ago and it’s light is still finding its way through the darkness…

I can hear sirens now. I hope no one is hurt. People make a lot of mistakes and I’m one of them. I think my light burnt out a long time ago when I made the mistakes I did. It’s just gone… When I did have it, the light I gave out wasn’t like the stars that watch over us. It wasn’t bright. It was a dark, but I still had a light, just like everyone else, didn’t I? All I have now are those stars. They can’t guide me out but I hope they do for everyone here. Everyone deserves an opportunity, a second chance, a torch to guide them when we get lost in the dark.