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Dancing on the stars,
Free to be myself.
Playing with the moon,
As he smiles,
Shining his soft light onto me.
I feel warmth and protection,
I wrap it around me as if a blanket,
Never wanting to depart with it.
My eyes flutter open,
And I'm back to reality.
The dull ceiling,
And the shouting voices.
My vision becomes misty,
As the tears roll down my cheeks.
The beautiful paradise in my mind,
I've left behind.
My harsh reality in my life,
I've reentered.
Why must hate consume me so?
Why must pain follow me wherever I go?
Is the only happiness I'm allowed,
Only in my mind?