if only it was real

the sky was orange swirling above my eyes

as i saw the creatures appearing from hidden places

i was able to dance in the grass the flowers growing faster than I thought was possible.

whispers from the tree's

the singing of the birds

my happy soul swinging from the wooden bench created only in my mind.

i was alone but i wasn't lonley

i was quite frankly the oppisite.

there was no need for noise when the night arose

becuase the stars were sending me messages that only I could figure out.

and that was enough