Doubts of Glitter, Love of Gold

When I glaze into the night I see a series of stars illuminate the sky.
As my steps are guided with my eye on the light.
With my mouth closed can you hear the words that I speak.
You think I'm rude, when really its just my heart that is bruised.
No longer am I the person I thought I knew.
Through sleepless nights and emptied pockets my humility grew.
I embodied the courage and purity I needed to be one with you.
I vowed to wooded strength and exercised endurance.
I pushed through the rain letting the water roll down my back.
And as I look back there is not a minute that I would take back.
Yet I question was it really worth it?
When everything that glitters isn't gold.
She told me to hold fast to the love of those
Those unique three and their ways to glory.
Yet I question the hypocrisy of thoughts that are unforeseen and the equilibrium of my being.
The subliminal doubt of my mind evokes the emergence of my heart's love.
The personal devotion to strong emotion and how thankful I am
that I know thee.
Thee unrelenting person that is me.
So I phase two a place of greater understanding.
Everything that glitters isn't gold and life wouldn't be much if there weren't bumps in the road.
After the refreshing mist of squeezed lemons,
Its back to business and kinship....