I Love To Look Up At The Stars

When the sun goes down, and the night creeps over the landscape, though I know it will be another sleepless night... Still I look out across the wilderness and it calls to me. I have no fear, no worries, just the need to run, to wander, to shake off my demons, leave them in the darkness and let them find their own bloody way back. But every night... I do take time to gaze skyward and appreciate the stars.