The grass and leaves are surrounding me as I lie so still
I'm not supposed to here but I ran till my legs cried out to rest
I can hear everything around me making the smallest of noises
I am an intruder in this world... an imposter in this perfect image
There is no sound of another person on the wind
I am alone for the first time in hours
the blood is pulsing through my veins
my heart is beating so hard I can hear it as I take a breath
I can smell burning I can't place from where
unless I'm being haunted by the memory of a few hours ago
the building in flames the cries and screams that tore through my mouth
I have nowhere I can go to I have to keep running for my freedom
I need to find somewhere I can be safe, be me...
but for now I shall lie still where noone can find me
I can hear the sound of water hitting the stones of a stream
I try to bring my aching bones to the cool water
but my strength has left me if only for a short while
I didn't believe you when you said that I'd have to find a deeper strength for me to be myself
Why would you tell me that I had to be a fighter for all I needed to have to live
I cannot fit in anywhere too dark for this light world and too full of hope for the night
Lying here not knowing where I am... I feel safe, I feel home.
I don't know why but even as I fight to survive I have never felt so safe.
There is just nature all around me, dark old trees and dying flowers surrounding me
a quiet and peaceful slumber begins to creep over me
protecting me as my blood flows as the pain in my body comes to a numbing end
Slowly I make my way to the cooling water
not far to go to find myself to be free now...
My last breath will be taken where I can no longer be afraid
the beauty and the peace will surround me as I return to nature.
I fear that I am lost to the wilderness for eternity.
Burning and shivering as life and death fight over me...
I close my eyes slowly...
the rippling water, the leaves blowing on the trees, the rain soaking into my clothes
I feel... I hear everything around me as I let myself truly go.
I have fought every day of my life for myself, for you... for those I have never known
but this fight has to come to an end and here in the solitude of nothingness
my heart beats its last...
farewell to all the dreams and desires I have never experienced.
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Stardust Lost In Fallen Dreams
Poetry'Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.' A.E Housman I've written poetry for as long as I can remember... My style varies, from dar...
