Her

  One night while laying in bed

i had a thought scrambling in my head.

Suddenly i realized

it's not a thought but a voice

clear as i see a girl inside

She desired to dance among starts, flirt with fantasies

but cosmos broke her wings apart

I can see that she is broken inside

Questioning me why i never reply

Her salty tears

tells her story

Trust me, i want to help

Wrap my arms around you

Comfort and safety is how i want you to feel

But as i move ahead 

tears in my eyes blurred my vision   

She seems to be imprisoned

She disappeared in nowhere

made me question was that just a vision?

Why it felt so real?

was it me or felt that too?

maybe some another day 

some another night

in a situation

or maybe your whole life?