Dreamer

When you stand at

The edge of an abyss

Darker than the pits of hell

Brimming with the chaos of silence

And you look up to see

Midnight blue sprinkled with

The very stars that adorn your crown,

Threading their glowing wisps

Tight around your essence

And you take a step forward

—You think that you can fly—

Yet the abyss is waiting

Beckoning the what-ifs

The tainted parts of you,

The dark can see straight through your soul

Better to listen to the others,

Idealistic fool

But you take a step forward

—you’ve stopped caring—

And

fly

you