There once was a little girl
Who wanted to be an astronaut
Every night before she went to bed
She would look up to her ceiling
It was covered in glowing stars and planets
Before she drifted into the land of dreams,
She would whisper a little prayer to
Feed the flame of her dreams
She would write letters every year on her birthday to her future self,
Asking how everything went
"Did I- did we make it?"
She stored every letter in a time capsule with the year on it,
Hoping one day she would look back on them and say,
"Yes, little me. We made it"
As she got older
The letters got longer
And more lonesome
She stood beside her dream
And watched it slowly wither away
Without hope to revive it
Now,
Every night she would lie awake staring at the glowing ceiling
And cry silently
She couldn't change it now
Her focus had been completely shifted
She was failing school
She would never make it to NASA, now
Maybe the breeze of the air conditioner would wipe her tears?
But really it froze them to her heart
Icicles formed
It froze
She was fragile
One fall
All it took was a step off the edge
Everything would disappear
All that dreaming would end as shattered glass
And pieces of a broken heart
Maybe the noose around her neck
