Frail Kingdom

How happy are the stars in the sky? They never fail to shine, no matter if it’s dark or bright. I rise from my bitter bed daily. With a little hope that their light will save me. No emotion tickles when the soul gets numb. Words disappear from wounded thoughts. Lay my step gently in the solitude tram. Choices get limited, tied up in knots. The day I waited finally came when I was least expecting it. The shining flame appears in my ocean, which is worth protecting. The final blink of my eye uttered the unspoken word for you. That each day passes without you realizing this was meant to be true.