And yet…still I remain out of reach, out of focus.
Untouched by that feeling they call……
Well then what is this feeling I have?
I know all too well what it is, but just never….
There just aren't enough words.
The sky is growing dark. The brightness is leaving.
I open my eyes and look around, trying to figure out what it is exactly that surrounds me
..Rustling to the side….the wind picks up…lighting crashes
My eyes slowly close. Softly. Involuntary.
Where am I now…..where am I going?
I take a few uneven steps….emboldened I begin the journey once more
With only my own warmth to keep me from freezing.
Only my own strength to keep me from falling.
Only my own fading light to guide me through the shadows.
Only my own shoulders to carry the weight of all these thoughts going through my head.
Through a veil of mist I watch as one by one, those closest to me are touched.
The mist condenses to rain, intense, steady
How much longer must I endure before what I dream about becomes reality? Or c