AN- a friend of mine claims that when she's high she glows in the dark.
I'm filled with light
My hand lights the darkness around me
My eyes are beacons for ships
My feet are leading others on behind me
My hair, it's burning strands float through the air around me
Skin piercing night with it's glowing-glowing light
I am a pyre of starlight
I float through the air and become the moon
Smiling down on the earth
Giving light and love to those below me
The smile turns into a giggle, and chuckle, a laugh
And the shining breaks
I become a girl lying on the carpet of a smoke-filled room
Laughing at her own thoughts
AN- it's almost scary, watching her like that, hearing what she says, but I'd rather be there to help her out if she needs it than not and leave her to her own devices.