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.