Universe

[huntergirl14]

I'm not from here. I'm foreigner, foreign to the galaxy, to this or any star systems, to this or any places existing within our current observable universe.

I exist out side of big bang, where Allah sits, as I existed before the time and space started to expand.

However with the universe expanding, it has expanded me too. I have parents, friends, relatives, pets

But the more I stretch, the more my element is starting to fade. I cannot shrink and fit into a being, as I'm not from here

I don't have anyone in this universe, on this earth or any lands on land planets, or in the sky or any skies of gas planets.

I don't have anyone as my current parents only love me for what I became, an expanded version but the behavior they had with me as a kid, when I needed the most love was very different.

I'm not the priority of anyone ever, in my home or outside.

My biological father whose name I've seen on my Montessori diaries but whose face I dont know, never reached out to me neither did his siblings or relatives, ever, even tho I've expanded so much that im a internet search away.

I've great friends and am a great friend of many, but nobody has me a friend. I reach out, give my best, try to buy my way even but they too have other connections and people they just fit in with.

I cannot relate to organized religion, but I do talk with God, many times as I'm from where he is from.


Now I know why I dont have anyone here, because im not made out of star dust, but just matter. but i dont. matter.

 

[LostZombie]

This reads so beautifully, this poem about how what we are in the existence of the universe, and how you are just a piece that doesn't matter even though we are made of the brightest things in the sky. How ironic how we are made out the stars yet we burned out long ago. Our lives produce no light, how others prevent it from fusing, and making this all worth it. I love it great poem!