Under Alien Stars
In the twilight of youth, where shadows dwell,
I grew amidst conflicts, in a living hell.
Voices whispered that would never rise,
A soul adrift, beneath earth’s skies.
Different, they said, from all around,
Like a misplaced seed, in foreign ground,
An alien child, dropped from afar,
Seeking solace under the stars.
I lay in bed with dreams of empyrean,
Wondering why they left me, when will they return?
My real parents, from a celestial realm,
Please take me back, and steer the helm.
Years have passed, and strength did bloom,
Yet scars remained, from the doom and gloom.
In every glance, in every tear,
A silent echo, of that old fear.
Though times have healed, and wounds turned grey,
The whispers of doubt, come out to play,
A haunting refrain, a ghostly tape,
Of not being enough, in life’s vast scape.
Yet through the haze, and misty veil,
I strive to fight, no longer frail,
For I have grown, despite the storm,
A resilient heart, in human form.
Under alien stars, I find my peace,
A quiet hope, that brings release,
For though the past may cast its shade,
In the light of growth, I’m unafraid.
And so I walk, with scars unseen,
A warrior’s path, where I’ve been,
To face the dawn, with steadfast grace,
Under alien stars, I find my place.
With every step, the doubts may ache,
But courage builds, with each daybreak,
For though the past may whisper low,
I rise above, and onward must go.
Beneath the stars, both near and far,
I trace my journey, every scar,
A testament to strength and will,
An alien child, who rises still.
I know the tapes, they play their song,
Yet I belong, I’ve known all along,
In earthly realms, or cosmic heights,
I forge my path, of endless nights.
Under alien stars, I stand,
A soul reborn, with dreams so grand,
For in the quiet, and in the strife,
I found my purpose, my destined life.
Mark
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