That last star

When all hope seemed lost,
all dark and gloomy,
where would you find,
that last star to wish upon?

When all is dark and dreary,
the lost hopes of the many,
be shattered into million pieces,
carrying their tunes ever so sadly.

The light be vanquished,
consumed by the dark,
fear, pain, and agony,
in the darkest of the wind.

The last star shining,
where would we find it?
Amidst the darkness,
it could not be seen.
Elusive it is,
no matter how bright it is,
in this abyss we're in so deep,
that Star, we can never see.