I see a little star in my dreams. One sitting far beyond my reach within the endless sky. Its soft yet bold aura of serenity glows bright, Calling out to me like a siren out at sea.  I crave to capture it, wanting to experience that Same level of peace and happiness I envy so much. Yet ...

Nothing is what it appears,A fact consecratedIn my mind. I desire to believeIn fairytales andHidden worlds. Be it not for the lessonFollowing each mortal man,In the crushing black of life: Not every heartacheIs meant to be fixedWith a wave of magic wands. Or tucked away into closetsHiding from ghostsAnd monsters buried within. “Life is not ...