Sleep.

What am I trying to say? What am I trying to do? There are so many words, so many feelings, they overwhelm me, choke me. And there is nothing I can do.

For so long...

So very very long... Things... were always there. Things never changed, things were things and that's all things were. And now, in my mind, distortions appear, craziness ensues and I am dropping, dropping, free-falling into the eternal pit of despair of things that have changed and things that are not as they were.

And I am so confused. So desperate to find things as they were, to find that things have not changed that I am still who I am and that I am not who you think I am. I want to scream, and rip my hair out and just strangle myself. I am so filled with rage and wrath that I cannot see what I am doing or where I am going.

I'm going blind.

Blind.

Because I wanted so much. So very much. I wanted so many things. I wanted us to dream. I wanted us to breathe. I wanted you and me. Little Boy, my heart is broken. And yes, it may be because of you. Or no, it may be because of me. For I am now different.

Little Girl is crying. Don't you see? Her eyes are leaking tears of sadness because she knows that you are gone forever and she feels so alone, trapped in a void created by the whirlpool that is change. And like Dorothy, she has been whisked away from you. But unlike Dorothy...

She has no red shoes to clack three times.

No words to say...

No feelings to feel...

Nothing.

There'snoplacelikehome.There'snoplacelikehome.There'snoplacelikehome.There'snoplacelikehome...

And I wonder if I will ever find the peace. And if I will ever find the red shoes that will bring me back to you. Or will we forever remains separated by the mirror of shadows and dreams and objects unseen?

Maybe I should plead. Maybe I should beg. But no matter how much my heart bleeds for you to appear and once again be my knight in shining armor, I know, though I refuse to believe it, it will never be.

I look at my plain black shoes and try clacking my heels together.

There'snoplacelikehome.There'snoplacelikehome.There'snoplacelikehome.There'snoplacelikehome...

Maybe. There is no place like home.

There is no place I can call home...