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Bridgette Jester Feb 2013
Transfixed in your abyss.
Can I hold true inside your warmth?

This flame you've ignited is slowly burning
pour me some kerosene
let's watch it catch like wildfire.

When will you make your move?
By your shape shifting I'm consumed.
Stuck in the gloom.
Waiting to be set free from this cage.
Baby, come on, don't be afraid.

Run with me we'll live life without looking back
You're as "subtle as a heart attack"
Bridgette Jester Dec 2012
Words escape me when I need them most
and I slip into the back of my mind.
Float far away to a better place
Where reality is hard to find.

But in my world a place exists
of freedom and no war,
all souls at ease,
thy kingdom come,
living’s not a chore.

A light burns brightly at our core
Our hearts define our essence
But this is only in my dreams
Reality holds our presence.
Bridgette Jester Dec 2012
And yet it was just another daydream that I all of the sudden awoke from.
The warmest day to have ever been felt in late September.
The leaves turning colors of rich autumn, and only the mildest of breeze against our translucent skin.
After the longest stumble through darkness, it was as if I again recognized the light.
The suns power to exude and perpetuate happiness amongst even the saddest of Earths prisoners.
Family and friends gather to celebrate new love, as thy neighbors watch in dismay.
It seemed as if us fortunate few were walking on the clouds of eternity;
even if it was just for a moment.
But even from the realist of dreams, we must awake and return to chaos.

— The End —