wishing

by devon vega - Taurus

there are angels in us. angels, or spirits as yet unknown. 
unknown but very much a part of us. there is harmony in 
their nature. they dream with us and follow our minds as 
we drift into happiness. they understand us and feel akin 
to our plights. they are who we will be. we are what they 
have been. i believe that you and i share the same spirit 
at times. we grow close to one another because our tendencies
run on similar paths. we feel close to each other because i 
believe that we dreamed this so many millions of lifetimes 
ago. a million universes have been and died. we searched 
each others souls and remembered yesterday. i joined with 
you in speech and through closeness. i found in you a part 
of me that i knew was missing. i felt you inside me like a 
hand on my past, on my soul. i knew you were free of life's 
terminal vengeance. (our end will come...it is our destiny to die). 
but that is something you let go of. you have forgotten the
madness that i am seared by every day. i don't fear death. 
but i don't welcome it either. let it come when its time comes. 
i won't call it before its time. you. you don't know how to 
think those thoughts. you have abandoned hopelessness. instead
you cherish this life. you truly have a spirit that i can only 
admire. but then...it is my spirit, too. we are the same, 
but inverses of one another. yet we think alike. sometimes i 
just look at you and think to myself..."how did you do that?" 
i look at you and try to figure out how it is you can absolve 
yourself of some of the worries i see in you. i know there are 
things inside you that hurt. yet, you smile and fly like i 
could only stare at in bewildered confusion. and i feel like 
i'm crying in laughter from behind you. wishing i could be 
like you. wishing my life could be a little less traumatic 
at times. wishing my heart wasn't so enveloped in its misery. 
wishing, if only for a single moment in my life, i could be 
free like you.

Reason for writing:

    no memories are as good as the ones that are real...    

Birth sign: Taurus
Date created: 2000-06-01 01:40:21
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:42:19
Poem ID: 56345

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