too many steps were made
too many perfect steps
found himself in a lovely situation
took his right hand
tempting to pull apart his mind
but he could not erase it
then tried running
treading in agonizing mud
getting a grip on the pavement
eye to the sky
glimmering shine
caught sight to a blinding horizon
pushed forward in pain
through a blackened meadow
only to see that the light dimmed
confused by the darkness
he sat in fear
realized something settled inside him
arose from this feeling
dug his hand to his heart
pulled out a bolt of lightning
stretched it out forward
to brighten his journey
pulling him faster and rising
he saw the ending
to where that brightness made rest
in a valley where it lied in
his eyes kept shut
braced for impact
scared for what he'd be finding
finally opened his eyes
squinting through the intensity
and saw her there...smiling.
