Eyes to the sky.

Stars in her heart.

She wonders why they tear her apart.

With angry words, and hurtful barbs

They break her wings and bind her arms.

She will not break, they cannot win

She'll fight them like she fights the wind.

One day she knows this all will pass

But now it seems to last and last.

Still at night she looks above,

To glittering jewels that seem to love.

The lights so far, still seem so close

They whisper kindness and give her hope.

Someday she'll join them, the galaxies she holds dear

She opens her arms and draws them near.

They guard her from the ugly truths,

And in them she sees goodness's proof.

When she finally rests her weary head

It will be upon a cloud like bed.

She knows her home is with the stars,

And once she gets there they will mend her scars.

Once healed she can share her radiant light

With those below who look for the night.

Just like she once found comfort from above,

She will send down hope for those who seek love.

And what better a place for a bleeding heart,

Than eyes on the sky and stars in her heart?