Hello! In the last poem Kai was talking, really: who else? ;) Tyson?
I don't now what you will make out of this one. I just was not in the mood to write something very long (aka a chapter for "Firebirds will fly"), so I just started typing this poem. Please R&R!
Walking
My thoughts are whirling all around
I can not catch a single one.
Too quick, too many
Whirling in my head…
My eyes are tiered of this scene
I want to leave this sight
I want to leave this point of view
Will I ever be able to?
I can feel the cold and chilly air,
The wind that's playing with my hair
I can feel my heavy feet and leg.
Heavy, from all the miles I walked.
Long time ago I stopped counting them
I grew unimportant how much I walked,
How long I carried all the pain.
Nobody has cared, not even myself…
Sometimes I was close to giving in
Accepting my fate, lowering my head.
But there has always been this one, one
Single spark of hope, blinking at me.
I beard it and kept on walking my way.
Day after day my feet have carried me.
Today I'm tiered of walking
And I can't keep it up anymore.
The wind is playing with my hair
And my eyes are stringing terribly.
I can't stand anymore and I fall.
The ground will be hard, but I don't care.
My head is going to explode
And I forget where I am
The only thing I can is feel…
But I never feel the ground.
Finally I lower my head and rest it
My thought are slowing down
My legs get numb and my eyes fall close
I don't care – not anymore…
Because I remember now
I remember who you are
And you are the one that caught me
And is now holding me.
My head is lying on your shoulder
While we are both sitting on the ground
I can hear your heartbeat racing
I can feel your tears on my own wet face.
The pain is over and I am home
Here with your arms around me,
I am safe and there is no need to walk anymore
'cause I have reached my destiny.
My destiny, sanctuary and my home…
…- is you, my love.
So, what did you think?
LadyOfTheBluePhoenix
