Feel the way pain
demands to be felt,
But do not count the
blows you've been dealt.
...
Get lost in the regret that
paints the dark sky,
Burn through intensity of
the anger as you fly.
...
Dance into the whispered
wish of a shooting star,
That lands safely upon
your healing scar.
...
You must not fret, I will
never gaze with disgust,
as you gallantly rise from
the ashes of your own stardust.