At night, there is a light in my room.
I know it's just a light, but I like to pretend it''s something, else.
Sometimes, it's magic. Something to fight off all the monsters hiding in the darkness.
At times, it's a fallen star, that has fallen thousands of light years and landed in my domain.
And it's a path, a pathway to Heaven, where I can see the long gone and the long forgotten.
And then, it's a portal. One that drags my down to the endless flames of Hell.
Sometimes, it's a person. She asks me why I have all I have. "You don't deserve it, you're nothing."
And, sometimes, it's just a light.
And that light keeps me guessing.
It keeps me forever searching the caves in my mind that seem endless.
It keeps my searching my memory for something good that I can hold on to.
It keeps me sane.


But, I never forget, it's just another night-light.