AN: I don’t really know why I wrote this…I guess I was just sitting and thinking really of anything…and this is what came in mind.

Floating Away

As I sit here and wonder…is this wrong …?

…should I cry…am I to leave…am I so lost.

I see a light…faint but there…

I sit here in total darkness…I know where I am really, but I can’t see

I am gone from this world…falling away…I’m not sad…but yet not happy.

I guess I’m confused…but that’s not really it either…I’m lost

I don’t know what to feel…I float deeper into the darkness…not knowing

…if that is good, or bad…I don’t know anything right now.

I’m just pondering over anything that comes into mind…just thinking...

I close my eyes…and feel me float…like a feather…down to darkness…

…not knowing when or where I will land…just floating…and thinking…

…of anything at all…am I lost…is this bad…but I don’t feel afraid…

…I don’t know what to feel…in the darkness the only other thing I see is a light

…a soft light…it doesn’t hurt my eyes…but I don’t know what it is…is it hope.

But hope for what…should I feel good that there is a light…do I really need it.

Does it matter if I stay in the darkness or use the light to get back home?

Do I really care?

I look at the light and try to answer the questions flying through my head.

Where am I really…I take hold of the light

It looks like a little fire flying, flying in the night…I imagine me as a little child…

…trying to take grasp the fires fly…should I let it go…can it lead me back…

I stare at it wondering what to do…I’m still falling but I don’t seem to be stopping…

…once I find an answer to my question…once I find out what this light really is…

…once I start to feel some sort of emotion…I will tell you…but until then…I will…

…I will be the little girl…in the meadow…catching fire flies…wondering whether…

to let them go or not.