• aethereal •

‘what a Dreamer,’ they scoff, throwing the word my way upon seeing the distance in my starry-eyed gaze. i pay no mind to their condescending tones, their earthly ways – no.

in.stead

i lift my eyes and
/ trace the edges of the velvet sky /
i touch the stars with my finger tips and
* bring the sparkle to my lips *
so my words may shine the light of a thousand suns 
and it burns me
( till i am nothing but a shadow of what i used to be )

in.stead

i glimmer,
i dazzle,
i thrive.

so faraway from the world
from the souls that tethered me to a lie
of what i am, of what i should be 
when i could be

more

and so i do not close

my star-bound eyes

that stare into the æther.

they call me a Fool and i smile

i may be a  Dreamer, darling

but at least i’m 

∞ a l i v e ∞

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