astrological therapy

archer

eyes
his eyes
they glow
they don't just glow they flourish
when they see those stars illuminate the sky

devoted to the stars
each constellation , a newfound religion
the fire like comets , sparks in his voice
the darkness is unpredictable ,
but that's what he liked most about them

nobody could figure him out
everyone was different to him
when he was awake , they were asleep
whilst he was silent , they were raging in anger

his hazel pigmented hair compliments nature's pure and raw display of trees , like he is the son of the earth , he belongs to mother nature herself .
yet his constant fear of everything that surrounds him makes her reconsider claiming him , she is in disgust of his vindictive mind .

that's why he dotes upon the stars
he relies on their soft amber glow
it awakens his true ambitions
what he believes in .

he never fails to wear anything but blue ...
whether that's the tears that fall down his face
the bruises on his fragile knees
scars on his solemn heart

sadness
sorrow
holy water
purification

a q u a r i u s
full of creation , like a greek god , leaning over the world and condemning those of logic , appreciating individuality

feelings ( NEVER ) just brush off him
they cling onto his kind heart
tear away his positivity
rip apart at his generosity

his rosy red cheeks
quickly broken down by mourning
he lost himself
but found the stars

why ?

stars ... just burning particles
constellations ... just coincidences
eclipses ... a worthless mix of events

this person
this creator
this individual soul appreciates the smallest things that occur within the life we are living

judged
abused
tortured

does he still strive for his passion ? yes
does he ignore the vulgar comments ? yes
does he want to fuel his own thoughts ? yes

they know .
the stars know .

so guess you know everything
all about who he is

you are the omniscient ,
the all seeing , the all knowing
that's what all the people think
the world controls itself ,
another leader is unnecessary ,
hold back your rationale

you may climb the mountain
you may view the constellations
but don't take advantage
don't let the thought of arrogance prevail
letting jealousy defeat your appreciation
the world owns itself , you don't own it

this boy
the child that nature dismissed
knows how to respect
to cherish
to observe carefully and avoid taking

things don't just belong to you
they are for everyone and everybody
no matter background they are from
it helps them gain a connection

nature pushed the one who loved her most ; her deepest regret
and comforted the ones who broke her apart ;
her darkest fear

trust ...
an eccentric thing
something of emotional matter
easily abused , easily creates fear

give love ,
because you never really understand
how emotions can be easily hidden
but the stars expose this
they find his judgement
and replace it
they make him feel
safe

treacherous
divine
cruel
consecrated

can you listen ?
that's all he wants

- he is archer