Too much inspiration

Yesterday was pretty much one of the worst days ever. Nothing, and I really do mean nothing, was good or went well. It completely sucked and I felt like I couldn't do anything right. And so surprise surprise, I wrote another poem last night. Don't read too much into it because I was pulling from another person's feelings just as much as I was from my own. And don't judge because it's probably pretty bad.

Stars

I look up into

the night sky

so many stars

so beautiful.

They stare back

at me, little me.

Each one has

a wish.

Each star has

a reason to hope

a reason to believe

to keep me going.

They whisper

to me, only me,

their secrets

strong and bright.

I look up with

longing, hoping

they would take me

away from here

But they shine on

and tell me to do

the same thing.

I am strong.

It gets better.

The starts told me so.

They have seen it all.

They made it through.

The tears are gone,

brushed away.

I wish the stars goodnight

and I go on.