The Boy and The Stars

He liked to Stargaze, to stare at the glittering gods in the sky

His friends

Sometimes when he was alone, he would dance alongside them, and feel happiness for a fleeting moment in time.

He would find the constellations and watch their travels through the months and seasons.

Meteor Showers were always welcomed with his smile and the wonderment in his eyes.

When sadness overwhelmed him, he waited for a falling star, and wish with all his heart for his troubles to disappear.

Back to sickening reality.

Cycles and bottles rushed back into his head, the loud voices returning to his sore ears.

Not a penny to his soul, not a single piece of hope and a caring nebula liked the ones he wished he could be with.

When his head was down to Earth, he felt a deteriorating entrapment, and aliens, or what they seemed liked, reminded him every day of his prison.

Tears with stardust and hope fell from his cheeks.

At one point when he was the lowest points, he made a decision that seemed rational, practical, and the best option.

“I’ll join the stars,” He smiled as tears fell, “I’ll be a great comet, so I can visit all of my friends.”

Till this day, he dances amongst the stars, free, careless, smiling

Happy.