Bane of My Ambivalent Star

I have abandoned all my ships, Just because I see stars. That is when you caught my glimpse. But I should recall That since everything eventually dies, Now, you are just a supernova's ashes. (The strained stars Are through the pain lane; Slain in vain with seraphic darkness and darkened brightness...) So, bring me the horizon, Because I need new stardust To soothe my astral scars Of the dim nights That your paroxysmal ashes burned... Now, there is a voided starlight Faded in myself. So, I'll try to ask Alexandria For the book of universal knowledge, To see if the blackness could be subdued From these arcane dimensions... (Let lights feign, Let stars rain, Let starfall begin. [Meteors clash within our abyss]...) Alone again, I admit That I am a star between darkness and light; So are these chains The starless bane of my life? Regardless of answers, I am left with blurred promises From these stark and ambivalent catharses...