The world I visit

I fade into the darkness

Where at the end is a light

Dangling from a single string

Swaying back and forth

To high for me to touch

I take a last puff 

As I start to float, 

Up off the ground, 

Able to grab the light that has been bringing me down, 

And destroy it 

All the lights beauty and color splashes onto the black walls

In a triumph of love, and happiness

Everyone dances in circles like there's no tomorrow

I look up into the stars, that twinkle and shine

They come to me and pick me up

Flying me away; back to the place I came from 

Bring me down as I slowly fall asleep to wake up in the horrible world we all live in. 

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

Well, you have written a poem that sounds like the many stories I would Love to share and tell back and forth between friends after smoking pot when I was younger!! lol Had this one time that we smoked about a half pound of pot between me and about 3 other people in 2 days time. We tried going for a walk one night and one of my friends was bringing me to a party a few streets away, and as he was walking along the sidewalk, he fell into a sewer!! lol We called it "the name of our city"and then the words "rot down". We couldn't stop laughing and as we tried to pull him out without getting pulled in ourselves, we couldn't believe how much blood he had on him. Still, after we got him out and talked about being souls that bounce around this world that feels like "we are dangling from a string", like in your poem, we thought about how useless we really were to whatever bigger picture there was!! : ) Just to think that only about a month ago there was "perhaps" something built deep within the wood that would allow my sweet release from this wicked rock, and Johanna and Aurora brought me back to poem and this site. : ) 6/11/13 I'm glad I got to visit a page of poem "yours" that I get to spend the night with because you make sense of things that don't even have poems written about that I've read. : ) *Big Hugzz* Just squeeze me!! lol Love the poem. Anytime you write about the heavens, stars, space, and a heart that reaches far beyond the sometimes absurd boundaries we are forced to live within, you have my attention.... FTW or crush parts of it to help you mold it into something that is attractive and useful for only YOU!! Sorry. Just saw your new picture you uploaded. I was distracted!! Beautiful pic.... xoxox -Your Mark

[Grant P.]

What I got from this is that when we are dreaming it's a much better world and we can destroy the lies and horrors in our dreams, but when we wake up we are back in the reality of the world and it's tough. Good write.