Nowhere Is Mine

I am nowhere,

nowhere is mine,

atop this flimsy footing, 

I climb, to a dream,

I had my eyes laid on

since I was a child.

 

the acrid stench,

that brews within the jealousy,

of those below me, forces;

to face up and stare,

at the great void, 

that lies between 

me and  the star adorned sky.

 

from underneath the mirror,

an unbeknownst face;

stares back, 

yet it seems;

to have my outline,

and a question wells up,

from my intrigued mind,

"who is that?"