Disclaimers: This is a little something I wrote. I suppose it could be applied anywhere. Poetry/Uber/Original/Classic. Depends on where you'd like to apply it, and feel free to apply it anywhere.
No actual sex, but love between two women is strongly implied.
Dedicated to she whom I may find past every tomorrow...I'm waiting to return to you.
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Back to the Light : Journey to The Heart
Written By: AC
By the light of the day the world seems right
A thousand watt smile and laughter work in unsion
They both strive toward one goal
To overshadow haunted eyes
A nervous gaze that peers from behind dark glasses
Thankful for all the camoflauge they recieve
For it left unchecked all the world would be aware
That behind the guise of borderline confidance
Lives a child filled with fear of discovery
This child can not describe the fear that plagues it
Sharp toothed winged demons dance in dreams
They move in droves through a fragile mind
Instilling fear with unrivaled ease
There's no protection for the helpless babe
So like a lamb for slaughter, it sits cowering
Knowing deliverance lies so close at hand
Yet so far out of reach
This beautiful child cries for the comfort of another
Unanswered and unfulfilled tears subside
Salt dried to innocent cheeks
Rest comes to her uneasily
Like all other things the comfort of sleep slips away
Alone again she waits for a shadow of hope
Yet again none appear
To those who come near, heed the warning
You reap what you sow
And this beautiful girl will give what she gets
Standing on the edge
Tempting fate, once and twice she smiles
Teetering on edge of oblivion
Ready to feel like a bird
Not read to crash like scrap metal
She falls backward instead
Falling feet opposed to miles
Gravel covers her body shifting beneath skin at each movement
Unready to face her mortal truth she cries
Blood flows cleansing her mind like sprin rain
As it dries it forms a protective shell
She'd like nothing more than to shed it
But by exposing so much
She'd risk the feelings that follow
And if pain is living she wants no part in it
Because the life she's built
The life she's trying to forget
Was never the life she deserved
What girl-child anticipated was a prince
A knight on a horse to ride up
He'd save her from herself
From her impractical wants
From her strange desires
He would come and things would change
She'd be all they wanted
They'd all be proud of her having it
But that was the fancy of a child
For the prince never came
More like a string of peasants
And she, the princess, grew impatient
She grew resigned for she was displeased
These princes were not what she wanted
Never were they what she needed
And in this was realization: She saw what was
And the desires of the real impracticalites faded
For never again did she expect her prince to come along
But in anger the girl child died
And born from her was the girl-woman
Seething at the unfairness of her situation
Violently struggling against nature
Recklessly plunging forward into an abyss
One so dark it promises not return
But eternal darkness and condemnation
If one were to get so lost in its mire
And almost gone she realizes
I have given up
But the road back home is now dark
And home lies in ruin over the hill
All the people who once lived there have gone
Leaving her and a bramble covered path
A dim light of some kind
A field of unrealized dreams
A new chapter in the fable of life
So backward she walks
She stumbles and struggles
Listening with her heart; trying to go home
She falls for she is human
And when she does her skin tears
Yet she walks on
Seeing no end she learns of faith
She learns of hope
She now knows how to live for tomorrow
But what of today?
She sees one like herself asking
"Well, can you help?"
So she offers a hand
And the two fit like puzzle peices
So for a while they travel together
Conent with companionship
She sees no need for more
Yet can't bring herself to give any less
After a time the girl with the heart of a woman sees
Clear as day and pure as snow
She loves her companion. She loves her!
Her companion says the same
Yet she says what she doesn't mean
Accustomed to having her own hero
Her companion takes for granted
She comes and goes
She holds on to a heart with an iron fist
She makes a promise none to lightly
"I'll wait forever"
Yet she's no longer that girl-woman promising
She's evolved into a new being
A magnificent creature living to question her honor
Is she to be held to a promise someone else made?
For inside she recongizes the beginning of the end
And she screams like, howls like, wolf like
Crying out in the night
Beautifully stoned eyes
Magnetic gaze coupled with a bitter laugh
Unadulterated anger escape unfettered
And there's no holding back
Like the green foam sea it engulfs
Swallowing both in emotion
And while so alike they remain so different
A new day dawns close to midnight
Dressed in black, cloaked in leather
A trail of smoke trails from her lips
Eyes lock for a moment that seems eternal
And it begins for a time
This period of grace where she feels confidant
She feels she knows now more than ever
What it is to feel good
Yet new feelings coax out new emotions
And terror churns like the sea inside
Ravaging the innocent like a beast
Dancing like the demons do when they are at play
Because she doesn't know how to feel good
Happiness is more complicated than sorrow
Nothing prepared her for being wanted
And no one told her how to survive it
Because survival is an instict turned process
And an aquired one at that
The burden of joy
The confusion of two others proved too much
Simple things were not so simple
"If only" was the thought of the hour
And the "if only" was the be all and end all
Because "if only" was not the case
To sleep beside a beautiful woman was bliss
But to sleep beside her and dream of someone else
Was cheating in her heart
It ripped her in two to the very core
And there's nothing to do but end it
She walked away from a woman who cared
In the name of fairness she stumbled out the door
In the midst of girl-woman's revalation she stubmbled over another's heart
Her justification was unjust
The truth was more than she could handle
Yet the clarity in which she sees it
Would astound even the most astute
There are a thousand ways to love
Not one alike in nature
Yet all similar in result
And she walked out on one so right
So good for her but so wrong
Boldly she stepped back into the worse off
Because to love blindly is love purely
To love purely maybe to love foolishly
She made a promise none to lightly
She promised to wait for her companion forever
She promised to always love her
And for better or worse part of her kept that promise
Washed up on a new shore
Determined to breakfree of all ill emotional attachment
A woman made infant again furiously runs
Pushing forward a state of nudity doesn't hold her back
Inhabitions aside, panting uncontrollably
Tears of frustration stream
The newly born falls
Tired of her fight
She embraces the land of dreams
Flying like, hawk like, soaring
She's free and unscathes
All ahead is clear for miles
The world is hers
No path is marked in the sky
And her cloudly obstacles are no match
For this is how it should be, she knows
This is her last chance
As she wakes she is determined to start anew
To let her heart rule her head is task
She would never get much of anything
But logic is useless to such a person
Beacause the heart by nature is illogical
It knows what it needs
The heart will not be denied
She cannot ignore it
She knows the strongest among us follow the heart
To let her head rule her heart is madness
Everything is logical, she would feel little
But feeling is useless to such a person
Because her head is by nature logical
It knows what it wants
It's inflexible and won't be denied
She knows the strogest among us follow thier head
But she knows she's always been bound to the heart
She knows that understanding everything isn't cruical
Sometimes we understand too much too well
She knows that on occasion it's what we shouldn't comprehend
That will mean the most to us
For as human beings go
The mind is designed to comprehend logic
The heart designed to process what the mind cannot
So She will lead the life of the one she follows
Lying on the shores she watches the world pass her by
Moving at the speed of clouds, not too fast but just out of reach
And that's alright
Things are just as they should be
And so what if she is absent from such things
This afterall is the life she created
And she is greatful for all it is
And accepting of all it is not
Because there is no why, there just is
And tomorrow is a new day...
The End...or Just the Beginning...
(C) 2011 January 17 AC