Universe

By: Weston Franklin

The Universe

A place made of solar systems, stars, and planets.

To me,

Is just a fading reality.

A dream someone dreamed last night.

A dying star of happiness that is my heart.

A town of my dreams,

By the sea,

That a tidal wave hit,

Throwing it into nothingness.

I made that tidal wave,

Me, my dreams.