Redeem me

You've gone away...
and with your wind,
you've taken the life out of me.

My poems are mere relics...
my breath is mere air...

Breath some life into me,
o faraway star...lead my way.
I'm lost in myself,
and i spill out
as my own expressions.
I pile myself up on these limbs,
and exist.

Enlighten me, my star...
Make me that laughter...
Unconditional,
uncorrupted...
Which rings loudly
through the deathly silence
of an abysmal life.