gateway

cursed little devil, what have you seen?

i saw all my friends burn in front of me

and though i thrashed and though i screamed

there was nothing i could do.

and nothing was right anymore.

i’ve grown sick of their forced pity

and the looks that they give me

when i pass them by

“sorry for your loss,” one says

so i caught fire

and so i fled

and followed suit

into the newly-opened room

and through the doors, and through the opening,

i saw you for the very first time.

with you, things felt new

and i felt like i’d never felt before

and days past, and eventually, one day, you’d hugged me

i don’t remember why, or how, or who started it,

but i remember

and my eye fluttered shut

and i fell into you

and i had seen things i’ve never seen before

i saw dimensions like webs strung about amongst eachother

and i saw fields of forest and grass

and i saw a kingdom built upon clouds

and i saw where all my friends once were,

and i reached my hand out towards it and tried to reach it

and then i woke up

you were grasping me in your arms, worry lacing your voice,

trying to wake me from a coma i desired

and i began to sob

at your fingertips, you hold dimensions

in your hands, you hold reality

in your arms, i beg you to hold me

and take me far away from here