Lymeria
Part VI


I awaken,
With sand in my eyes.
And wonderment is in my mind.
I've come upon the fabled Lymeria,
And I, for once, am surprised.

The mountains, as told, were shining of gold,
And the oceans were diamonds untold.

The rainbows were vivid with color,
And the forests were vivid with life.

I've come across,
A legend lost,
The twelve islands of Lymeria.

I know that I
Am no longer confined,
And I realize I've now lived my life.

I see the spheres of my own eyes,
And I notice the stars in the sky.
My youth is still timed,
And I eat from the trees,
My purpose has entered my life.

Soon I know, I'll take a flight,
Through the borders of Earth uncharted.
Soon, I know, that I will find,
And idealize the meanings of life.

from the limits of my white cocoon
fine spun dreams,  predilections
and myriad desires
I perceive the world
and sadly it ends at the tip of my
nose
O how I long to rip off these
wretched mummy wrappings
and not have to listen to one more
funeral dirge
or see a tear fall from a grief
stricken eye
my anguished soul flails
wings clipped, bound hand and foot
inside a corporeal coffin

while a delicate butterfly prays for the strength
and faith to live if only for a
day in the bright expansive
colors of its True Self

As we lie
  White lights
In wide eyes

The sky
   Is on fire
And we
  Are a flame
Fueled
By desire

The sparks fly
  On the fourth of July
It's you and I
  Up high
Erupting simultaneously
With the bright night sky

Maybe if I die I would be loved,
Or maybe if I die no one would sob

Maybe if I die I can have my life renewed,
Or maybe I can't, perhaps this is how it should

Why won't I just die that this may end?
I may not be broken, but I'm tired to bend.

Why didn't I just die when I was in my mother's womb;
Rather face reality and to society succumb?

Just let me engage in my demise,
I can't play this game, I have lost the dice.

Surely if I die there'd be no more oceans to dive,
And if and only of I die I would know that I was alive.

"It feels just a little better now that i'm holding your hand.
The pain i once had is now living in another land.
A land so far away that you wouldn't be able
to hear me calling your name.
Yes it fells much better now that you gave me your hand.
I should of bought you flowers, i should of
opened your doors.
But with society's rules for a man
i was carried away so not to break it's laws.
man goes through life being the first one
out the door.
With you following behind, and me with no
intention of giving you more.
Until the day when i turned, and you weren't there.
My body slumped  over with a feeling i never possessed.
It was "FEAR".
"FEAR" of you no more was like waking from
a bad dream.
A dream that would never come true, because
of the love i know of now to give to you.
Yes it is much better that we again hold hands.
For now when i call your name,
together we will both visit beautiful lands."

The definition of "Bleeding Heart"
is "dangerously softhearted."
I recoil, then nod.
It is dangerous to care so much.
My heart will crush itself
under the burdens it takes on--
Fold like tinfoil, till it has turned into nothing
but a hard silver ball,
I cast into the kitchen garbage.

Have you ever felt something when she looks at you even for a second?
It all happens so fast and I can't quite describe it.
In that second, your brain goes 'Look away, look away! She might think you're weird."
In that second, your eyes struggle to find something to look at because you seem to enjoy it, you seem to 'get lost' in her eyes and talk without saying a word.
In that second, you feel that one heartbeat that just feels a beat so deep it could almost touch your spine. That heartbeat that heats up your body for some reason you don't know, and the only way you stop the heat is to take heavy, slow, calm breaths. And when you calm down, you start to realize... all you could do was stare.

And it all happens for a single second.

Have you ever felt something like that?