Uncertainty
Uncertainty follows the wishful star
Wanting to follow up the 9 heavens
A heart scrawled on the screen
A thousand prints writing the scripts
100 TIMES I watch the show
Drifting through life's woe
Dancing with a song of hope
But each ending inexorbly slow
I reach for echoes that do not stay,
names that vanish before I speak.
Doors I once trusted swing shut,
their hinges remembering only goodbye.
Every promise carries the dust of others,
every smile asks if I am enough.
I press my palm to the cold glass—
does anyone feel the heat on the other side?
Yet the wishful star still burns.
Even in this endless pause
its light says: you are seen.
And for a breath, I believe it.
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