Swimming in your sea,
and your waves keep moving me

I find myself on the shore of a country
am I now imprisoned or free?

I don't know.
All I know is-

I did not flee,
it was your spree,

It pushed everyone away, including me.

i'll take you to the brink
with teasing playful pushes
and then one that means it
you'll fly for just a second
---- then drop
but there will always be that one fragile branch to catch your spinning thoughts
---- and maybe your hands....

i'll take you to the brink
to a place where minds meet and grind against the blackness that sits in the darkest corner you've ever wept in<<<>>>i'll stretch your senses to cover uncovered things and break you down into what you need to be

i'll take you to the brink
and you'll {eventually} collide with me
you will hate me for what i've done to you
---- to your head
but you will love me for it
i can push every one of your buttons
i guess i'll have to push you again...

i'll take you to the brink
this time you'll want to jump but something upstairs says NO whether it be the monster in the attic or god himself
so i guess i'll have to push you
watch you fall to catch that blesséd branch and nearly die trying to get that
last
breath
in
before you fall- but you won't
i won't let you fall
i just like watching you fly for that one second
over
and
over
and
over
and
down and down and up................................

I'm lying on a soft, warm bed
not made of cotton
but of dirt and pebbles
I stretch my fingers over it
and sigh as I open my eyes
My eyes are round with wonder
as they take in the canopy of flowers above
Long, vibrant stems caress my body
as the peaceful white ladies
stand tall beside me
This can't be real, I think.
Yet I stretch out my hands
and pluck a flower
to feel its power
Beautiful and so fragile,
a poor little thing indeed
I put it in my mouth to taste
and cringe as I taste leather.
I push myself off the ground
and stand over the eerie canopy
that confused me so.
Then I look up
to see rolling hills
stretched out as far
as the eye can see.
As I stand there admiring
A push makes me lurch forward
and I fall on the ground
out of my real bed
tangled up in my bed sheet.
I'm depressed as I realize
that I'm back to my reality
and I curse the one
who had pushed me.