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Figure In The Distance
I see a figure in the distance and it draws me in
Feels like forever I've been walking in this desolate land
Her hair sways in the slight breeze that blows across the open wasteland
She motions for me to come to her and I feel like Ive been found
I fight through the exhaustion and quicken my pace
As I crest a hill I look up to see how much farther I have to go
There is no one around for miles and miles
I scan the horizon for some sign of life, something to move towards
Im alone again in this journey with no destination
Pushing forward, trudging through this endless sea of sand
Every step is painstaking as my feet sink into the ground and the sun beats mercilessly against my skin
Im unsure of how much longer I can keep from succumbing to the cruelty of my environment
All I can do is think of her
This figure in the distance
Inviting me to follow
The days pass and my throat is dry, my stomach is empty
My legs feel like cement blocks that I struggle to drag forward
I question why I keep moving, where I'm going
I can't recall why I started this journey in the first place
As Im lost in thought, my eye catches a smile that feels like home
Eyes filled with kindness and compassion calling to me
Her bright white dress is a beacon of respite in a cruel and unforgiving place
I move quicker towards her, towards my salvation
She beckons me as she motions with her hand to come to her
The sweat dripping from my brow into my eyes causes me to wince
Only a moment, but enough for her to disappear from view
All I can do is think of her
This figure in the distance
Inviting me to follow
Time has become a blur and Im not sure if its been days, weeks or months since I last saw her
Maybe I never really saw her at all and she was some figment
Maybe the sun beating on me and the lack of sleep has caused hallucinations
I've been walking alone for so long that it's possible my mind just created a sign of hope
But my spirit is crushed every time she disappears, leaving my willpower devastated
I must accept that there is no salavation, there is no respite
Nobody knows I am out here lost and nobody cares
I won't be fooled again by a mirage only to have my hopes dashed
I've reached my breaking point and my body is on the verge of collapse
I struggle to move at all and my forward motion has all but stalled
I drop to my knees and give in to the inevitability of my end
I feel a hand on my arm and see the bright white as I'm pulled to my feet, where Im greeted by a smile
All I can do is think of her
This figure standing with me
Helping me to continue
Feels like forever I've been walking in this desolate land
Her hair sways in the slight breeze that blows across the open wasteland
She motions for me to come to her and I feel like Ive been found
I fight through the exhaustion and quicken my pace
As I crest a hill I look up to see how much farther I have to go
There is no one around for miles and miles
I scan the horizon for some sign of life, something to move towards
Im alone again in this journey with no destination
Pushing forward, trudging through this endless sea of sand
Every step is painstaking as my feet sink into the ground and the sun beats mercilessly against my skin
Im unsure of how much longer I can keep from succumbing to the cruelty of my environment
All I can do is think of her
This figure in the distance
Inviting me to follow
The days pass and my throat is dry, my stomach is empty
My legs feel like cement blocks that I struggle to drag forward
I question why I keep moving, where I'm going
I can't recall why I started this journey in the first place
As Im lost in thought, my eye catches a smile that feels like home
Eyes filled with kindness and compassion calling to me
Her bright white dress is a beacon of respite in a cruel and unforgiving place
I move quicker towards her, towards my salvation
She beckons me as she motions with her hand to come to her
The sweat dripping from my brow into my eyes causes me to wince
Only a moment, but enough for her to disappear from view
All I can do is think of her
This figure in the distance
Inviting me to follow
Time has become a blur and Im not sure if its been days, weeks or months since I last saw her
Maybe I never really saw her at all and she was some figment
Maybe the sun beating on me and the lack of sleep has caused hallucinations
I've been walking alone for so long that it's possible my mind just created a sign of hope
But my spirit is crushed every time she disappears, leaving my willpower devastated
I must accept that there is no salavation, there is no respite
Nobody knows I am out here lost and nobody cares
I won't be fooled again by a mirage only to have my hopes dashed
I've reached my breaking point and my body is on the verge of collapse
I struggle to move at all and my forward motion has all but stalled
I drop to my knees and give in to the inevitability of my end
I feel a hand on my arm and see the bright white as I'm pulled to my feet, where Im greeted by a smile
All I can do is think of her
This figure standing with me
Helping me to continue
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