Falling Star

Did you fight the battle at all?
With the world outside of you
Did you crush the enemy within?
Only you know what’s true.

Was your weapon a double edged sword?
Or a shield that you placed upon your body,
To cut through your own bare skin
And make a hole in your spirited soul.

Did you know it was the last blow?
When no one read the silence in your cries,
And the cries in your silence
As you stared at the skies.

Did you call upon a fellow star,
On your way down, from the exalted vision
Of the sky, and turn against yourself
On your journey to a place without reason.

Was your own light too bright?
Blinding you and tearing you apart.
Were you on the rise as all eyes saw you fall,
Just heading back to the start.

I knock, I seek, I ask.
I still don’t know who you were,
I don’t know where you are.
I’m just burning the dead dry leaves
And watching the falling star.