Different Worlds

a strange piece derrived from my mind.

  Sweet tears,

 

stolen of their moisture by scorched flames..

You hold the lighter against your mind's eye.

Searching for an answer.. to everything that plagues your conscience.

 

Wishing for a past to be revisited, and yet, ignoring what is in front of you.

Slowly, the flame devours itself as the fuel runs out--you've been playing with fire too much this week.

It is starving you of your mindset.

 

Where is your peace?

Where is your soul residing, in hope, or in hell?

Let me light that flame again for you, let me change it from a fiery red to a cool blue.

And let my words drift you into euphoric ecstacy, learn your place and purpose.

 

Your tears and scars are expunged, and you are anew, reborn with proper sense.

But alas, if you are cured, I am not.

You may go on, and find something worthwhile..

But I shall burn in eternity for my sins.

 

No. I shall not. My grave is my final resting place.

I hope you live a strong life, and go away peacefully.

But do not wish the same for me, no, I cannot ask of that.

Put me through hell before I die, put me into the position of death.

 

Make me believe in an afterlife, something I can only fabricate within my mind.

Make me feel like you will love me, in another time, another world.

The shameful sorrow I must endure, for you, and your sweet tears.

I'd wipe them all away, even if it meant my life.

 

But why must I feel so selfless, and at the same time, so selfish?
I do it only for you, and nobody else.

Give me the chance to open your eyes to a different life,

and take you beyond the stars, into paradise revised.

 

Understand that nothing is easy,

but I can at least take part of the burden away.

Cry your tears, and let them drip onto my person.

I will soak up your agony and make you feel safe.

 

How can I do such things?

I probably can't, I think that you will harness life's reigns, or it will harness you.

I only wish that, should I not rest after my grave is dug,

that we meet in the world beyond, and exist together as one.

 

And no more will there be pain, or suffering.

Your injuries will be forgotten, your griefs painted a new color.

And you will come to know a different world,

one in which only imaginations can construct for our sanities..

Reviews

[_mal]

This is beautiful, loved the second stanza