Another dream

I looked out the tiny rectangular window to the vast assortment of different colored  yellow lights, the darkness embodied most of my eyes, but i could still see the specks of yellow, hopelessly waiting to die out. flickering on and off when unused and unwanted, sometimes burning out then being replaced automatically with invisible hands. Every once in awhile a bulb would fall, leaving a loud popping sound and particles of glass being blown at my direction. I wanted to be in there, i wanted to be one of the lights u had to look up to see. The brightly colored neon blue lights that wouldn't die out. inrivaled in color and power, i wanted it.

I fell off somewhere on my way up the ladder, and i ended up being another broken bulb on the ground, sending my glass out to whoever is watching.



But no one is watching, thats how it is, thats how it always is.