some days i float amongst the stars, shining brighter than any of them.
i am loved. i am tranquil. i am happy.
i sit with the man on the moon and we talk until our hearts combust.
as i am here i realize i am home.
other days a blinding light starts to breach the horizon and i hear a whisper,
"your happiness is an illusion."
withing seconds the moon, the stars, and the galaxy disappear.
and i am
falling,
falling,
falling.
i am hated. i am lost. i am empty.
i sit with my beasts and they whisper horrid antics in my ear.
as i am here i realize i will never be home.