The universe has cursed me
For I am small
My voice is heard by few
The meaning is heard by fewer

If only I could make an impact
But the darkness has consumed me, too
No longer do I feel the stars in my veins
But the emptiness of space instead

This atmosphere leaves me gasping
Choked out of my own home
I don't understand who I am
Nor where I am meant to be

But constellations
The most beautiful part of the dim-lit sky
Are made up of stars
Twinkling alone, not knowing that they are a part of something
Much greater than themselves