The world in my head
Is so much more
In all respects
Than the one outside it
And just as real
Until my eyes open
And sometimes
Beyond that, too.

The universe revolves around me, there
And in the vast emptiness of reality
Nothing surrounds nothing.

Yet the heart beats on
Revolves around another
To make more.

And just like stars
They too
Die out with time.

So many words
And blood
Are
Were
And will be
Wasted down the path
A tombstone to the question -
Why?