Stars

          Through struggling and pain one must find their stars. My stars are the rope keeping me ashore, and away from the endless ocean of turmoil. The distant lights prove how small I am, and how minuscule my problems are. They not only keep me sane, but while I'm drowning in the deep they are my lighthouse that guide me home. More than that, in some ways stars keep me connected, because we undeniably have the same sky. Thus, distance between loved ones seems reachable. Each patter amongst the sky isnt merely constellations, instead, a helpful reminder that our lives are still joined together, our sky is still the same.