I found an orb of light. It was outside my bedroom door. It meant to banish my darkness. It had all the colours of the rainbow swirling inside it. It was cool against my palm, and fit perfectly inside it. I brought it everywhere, and soon left it nowhere. How could anything be so beautiful? I thought.
I must get away.
I tried to hide it for a moment, but it was too radiant and distracting. I put it in a box, but it glared out of the corners. I put it under my floorboards, but its rays found their way under my eyelids while I slept fitfully. I wanted it to leave me, if only for a fleeting minute. I needed to be without it.
I threw it into the sea to dazzle the fishes, but it bobbed on the surface. The fish swam in murky depths, weaving through pollution with no guidance at all. I thought the orb might shine for them, that they might enjoy its company. Yet it would not sink. It waited to bait some other unsuspecting stranger, a victim to its allure.
I returned home to discover it in my bathtub. I sobbed in despair. Why did it plague me so? I yearned for my solitude, yet it seemed I would not have it. I ran as fast as I could to the end of the earth. The orb followed behind me, as it meant to light my way.
This orb sits on my shelf now, and it has not ever left me. I stare into its core, as it consumes me in its glow.
I will never be lonely again.
I will never be alone again.