One day you'll bring me to that place,
The place I've seen in my dreams.
That over looks this aching world,
But it'll do no good to me.
The moon will hurl into the sun,
And everyone will run but I.
For I have seen this world before,
I have no reason to wonder why.
No clouds will  form inside of this place,
It'll be beautiful to me.
Not a drop of rain falls from the sky,
And the earth dissipates into a sea-
Of dust as the ocean swallows us whole,
Leaving us swimming for the shores.
But that water quickly turns to stone,
Chasing us with nowhere else to go.
Then I hear a voice calling my name,
The mountains are singing their songs.
For there's empty land and dare I stare,
Maybe that is where I belong.
Distant from the world I've seen,
Beautiful in its own light.
So I shall go up to where it leads,
As this realm dances while it fights.
Eyes wide I bring myself to thee,
The climb is steep and swift.
I breath and hold in the air,
That snuffs my soul so quick.
And as I'm standing up upon this stone,
The winds shall bring me to the past-
Of a time when the earth was innocent,
Yet this memory seems so vast.
There was room for us upon this land,
And many other souls.
But this thought takes me away by hand,
From the light that shines and controls.
It opens up with the frames,
Clinching the sands of time.
Burning inside the lively lips,
Death kisses with upon your eyes.
Holds you tight and makes you tame,
Above this wicked board.
for your his pawn and it's his game,
A trusted piece he does adore.
But underneath the sounds,
Of this world that you now see-
Show the distress of a land,
In sight you never thought would be.
Standing on the same earth,
As the one that you once knew.
But it's all the same dirt underneath,
The feet of me and you.

                                                       Alysia Marie 2014 ©