Night Sky Whispers

Sometimes
the velvet night sky
whispers
to me.
In hushed tones
it tells me secrets,
the stars twinkling
behind wisps of clouds.
Tonight,
I wish it had remained
silent.
In my frustration I
SCREAMED
BACK
so loud the moon shook
and three stars fell down.
I BELLOWED and RAGED
until tears came out.
And then I softly
cried.
The things in my head
are taunting me,
you see,
and the night sky whispers
didn't
help.