Reverie

Alas a fading element arises
from some unknown world or galaxy
and the will of my own shall fade
with the come and go of this mystery
while i sit on a chair and lay down my arms
my weapons in hands are merely tools
which people see as strange and dangerous
a misconception and with such ill-wills
how should i go on to a normal life?
or was it always never a straight line
the way of life for a person as i
just different from the others...
is it such an unacceptable thing?