Laying near the
gate broken.
I stretch out
my hand.
The gate
stretches on forever.
Will I ever
be able to reach it.
I try to move
but my body screams out.
With a start
I wake up.
With a voice
ringing in my head.
Whispering is
this the path you desire?
With a shrug
I go back to sleep.
But the voice
persists.
I toss and
turn.
Then I see
myself.
From months
past talking.
You said this
but you didn’t mean it.
The voice
whispers to you.
I did mean it
but it means nothing now, you reply.
Look what you’ve
done to me.
You see a
white figure dancing.
Suddenly everything
goes black.
Then you
hear sobbing.
Then you see
the figure
Cloaked in darkness
surrounded by shredded feathers.
You jolt awake
to a fading voice.
Is this what you
want for us?