Poetry

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written by: AutummBreak

Images, everywhere, flashing through my brain, appearing behind my closed eye lids, then disappearing, replaced with a new. Memories, past events, every minute detail, everything that has ever happened to me, flashes before my eyes. I'm lying on what feels like a bed of rose petals; soft, calming, cold to the touch. The images are still surging through by brain, shifting and changing before i can grasp what memory each is. I lie there, waiting for the end, when i see him. he stands there, motionless in front of me, for quite some time. Then, with no hesitation, walks toward me. His thoughts run through mine, and he commands me to stand up, and take his hand, to go with him. I do as he says, feeling dizzy as i stand up. I put my hand in his, and all of that stops; no dizziness, no images shuffling through my brain. I'm filled with joy, and passion, and i feel his skin soft and smooth against mine. He takes me back, back to the light, to love. He is there by my side when I come out, still there, holding my hand. He is my air, my water, my sun, everything that I need to survive.