One Star I Called Mine Poem by Andrus Cassian

Fallen once again
for an angel, just not an angel of mine
no not this time
Just from the angle of the one star I called mine
How can it be this hard
Should it be against moral laws
to hold onto something only magic created
embraces of a once fond memory of holding your head high in confidence
thinking you can touch the sky
then view yourself across the plain
of that one day where you stood last
thanking the heavens for the gift they bestowed upon you
that they've taken back months later without explanation
Time has never been a favorite of mine
A life I thought I could turn around
but this different type of pain weighs me down
Going home, what's the point
What took 8 years to build, crashed and burned away
Can't you see in my eyes the sparkle that once shined
dead and gone with the stone that skipped across the flowing river
which now stands still
Is this a poem for me
I can't say it's so but I wish I was right
Only a poem for memories of days gone by
Only a few words that remind me I can't drown in gold
A poem for me, there could never be one
only a high priced gift I'd have to sell my sanity to obtain