So Many Choices

Who will help when you are in need. Yes it is a religious one.
I look up, reach for the stars. I try but further I go pushing away from my goals. Missing the big picture. Why do I have so many to choose from? I reach for one, what if it is not for me? My pre-chosen life on another distant ball of fire. There is no way for me to choose the right path, so many choices. My mind is about to explode. Where am I going? Is this my intended life? The scars on my life from touching the wrong stars are now visible. I reach for an A, I grab a C. I search for religion but find my sin. Does my life revolve around me? Are the things I want in life really attainable? Is what I want chosen by me or is my life just the leftovers of others being pushed on me. I close my eyes, then clear my mind. And the world stops. I see a man, but who is he? Why don't I recognize myself? Where did I go wrong? I did miss the big picture. Is it to late to change.

My stars are fading, I have polluted my mind's sky. One star left, but it is getting brighter shining past the dark clouds that have engulfed my world. What is this? It is in my hand and I pull it towards me. The light grows consuming my body. I try to fight it. My cries for help are quickly silenced. I open my life and let the light in. I will no longer fight my fate. Finally this was what I was looking for the star fits perfect in my life. Something I was living without. The star was forgiveness, I look back up and love soon follows. As I wake, I feel he is with me. He is pointing out the stars, showing me what I need. I try to look away, but he is holding my head. Helping me gather the rest of my stars to complete my life. I see no face I hear no voice. Without him I was empty, now I wake up and my skies are clear. I am full of life.
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Published: 5/6/2010
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