To the girl

 To the little girl who grew up scared and quiet, who didn't believe in her dreams,
who hid under her blankets and pillow and cried and never wished upon the stars.
  To the teenage girl who kept questioning herself, wondering where this world was taking her, wondering what lies ahead and what she had left behind, trying to find her place in life, where does she belong she always wondered.
  To the young adult woman who had to grieve the loss of a child at such a young age, always questioning the world why, wondering why she was facing this battle, starting to look at life as always negative, wondering why bad things always happen to her, wondering why the mountains of life keep getting harder to climb the older she gets.
  To the now older adult woman who has lost yet another loved one to soon, her dad that she looked up to her whole life, wondering why yet again bad things keep happening throughout her whole life and why do the battles keep coming, why do people i love get taken from me,wondering when she will get a break a breather in this life, wondering is there no end to the darkness that keeps coming.
  AS she sits there on the steps looking up at the stars and moon wondering will this ever end for her, wondering how she has been so strong to be fighting battles all her life, when will the fighting end, she wonders was she just born to fight, as she is tired of fighting and climbing up hill mountains that seem impossible at times, wondering if she has any fight left in her. Wondering day to day if she should just quit
  Then she looks again up at the stars, she says to herself in the darkest of nights at the darkest of times the stars are fighting to shine through, and maybe I was born to battle my way through this life, and she says I will be strong like the stars, and at the top of that impossible mountain, there is no more battles, in time the fight will end and she will be on top of the mountain with the stars. She will survive and not let the battles win.