oh how i dream of starry nights
to relieve my faux-light life.
to escape the dreaded cityscape
even if only for a small time.
oh how id love to drive upstate
and leave everything ive known
but such acts aren't tolerated
as from what I've been shown.
everyone has taught me
their form of wrong and right
but not a single one of them
has put up their own fight.
they whisper of what they stand against
and only murmur of they stand for
however, all stand silent.
when the leader speaks, not a word more.
i challenge this idea
this "abiding by the rule book"
i want to stand against them—
the people from me which all they took.
they took my sky they took my home
they stole whatever in their reach
their fingers are filthy with thievery
because of this lesson they claim to teach.
now i never see my stars
they trapped me in a concrete land
where i am burdened with the thought,
the dream, the longing for a helping hand—
a determined friend,
one to lift me from this jail,
to release me from the city of pollution
where the earth is oh so frail.
to my utter delight
one night I heard a knock so swift,
a knock after which I ran to the door
it revealed nothing but a note, adrift.
it read: "meet me where dreamers find the limelight, where the sign meets the streets
from there we will venture
to where Orion's heart beats."
my mouth fell open
and my heart was filled with glee.
i ran as fast as I could out of my concrete home,
unfazed by the peeved glares aimed at me.
amongst the chaos of the city
i stood searching for my helping hand,
when suddenly under the sign of Broadway
my savior of a friend would stand
I smiled big and wide
as they took their hand in mine,
together, we became airborne
to the top of the world we climb.
I couldn't believe my eyes. i felt so much power in viewing my enemy from the sky.
as we flew past the money hungry businesses and commercial billboards, I cried:
"i will leave this city
i will leave this faux-light town
i will break your petty rules
to where the real stars stand, i am bound."
my friend and i laughed together
as the evening wind hit our faces.
we soared through the now empty night,
like the city had left without any traces.
as we parted the clouds
the earth came into view.
except this time it was authentic
for this was earth in truth
the two of us drifted onto the land
our hands broke apart.
just as i turned my gaze to the sky,
a shooting star would dart.
i was finally there, finally with the stars
for which I dreamed
I was away from my faux light life.
traded for stars that truly gleam.
it was like a perfect painting
crafted from the most talented hand
every dot in the right place
not a single mistake, it was a wonderland.
the beauty of it all stole my words
i was unable to speak
so I spoke from a single tear
that cascaded down my cheek
a tear that spoke of my faux life, faux love, faux emotion, faux light
and how in this moment
the stars and the savior restored my might.
although we stood in silence,
the tear my friend had heard
they wiped it from my little red cheek,
their reply without saying a word.
we looked to the sky once more
and they took their hand in mine.
Orion returned a loving glance
his smile so very devine.
I turned to my savior and whispered
"you are no foe, no evil, no fright.
you are my light, my love, my purpose.
to you, i give my life."
