A/N: Hi! I'm proud to present a poem that is based off of Final Fantasy X. Feel free to send loving reviews or hateful ones, I appreciate all!

Do keep in mind that the format of this poem would be in stanzas if it wasn't for my crappy computer and incompetence in all things computer related and just in general :)

Other World

Snow crunches beneath my feet;

My breathe hushes for the in cloudy wisps,

The halting breeze nipping at my ears,

Screaming through the power lines echoing as lisps.

There is someone watching;

It's too bad she can't see him.

There doesn't seem to be a soul to send.

Could it be that today the dream will end.

A crack in the pavement;

Concealed by snow, a small trap for oncoming feet

A gasp erupts forth,

Soon exiled by cheek and forehead meeting icy concrete.

Blood begins to pool;

It seems her temple was hit by more than the street

I'm sorry my child, there's nothing I can do,

Don't be afraid, for dreams can die too.

The haziness soon lifts,

As well as my bruised head as I come to

I slowly ascend to my feet, and dust the white crystals away;

I touch my raw cheek, now in a red hue.

The wet crystals descend with heavier intensity;

So I seek shelter in a nearby bus terminal

Soon the stilted screeching of the bus pierces my ears

I decide to board deeming the cold to infernal.

I sit in the last seat

The silence is grating,

Not a soul in the vehicle.

I soon drift into a soft sleep, the hum of the bus fading and fading.

Cracking open an eye, I awake

The bus is coming to a stop.

I walk down the aisle noticing the absence of the driver;

So I open the main door what I see makes my jaw drop.

My eyes widen, my heart stops.

The sky is painted in orange and pink;

Fields of flowers stretch on and on only broken by the outline of the sea.

I stood gazing at the blazing full moon, I swear I didn't blink.

Ethereal waterfalls stand on both sides

Towers of swirling ocean, in the middle.

Everywhere small orbs of light dance and flutter by

I start to shiver nervously, my fingers twiddle.

I take a step off the bus;

It disappears behind me; a cloud of mist that swirled

Gazing about, I finally understood

I was in an other world.