My sky is endless
Like the pain in my mind
Like the emptiness I feel inside
I know it sounds common
Like any other person my age
Like a phase
but it's not
My stars are falling
But in my dreams, I'm not
Instead, the sky turns grey and I get hurled up into the sky
and I'm inflicted with extreme terror
And other times
Something's chasing me
Or hurting me
And sometimes
I'm really happy
But then the happy disappears.
