Europa
/Inspired by the story of Europa.
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I have a dream.
A dream of someone coming to rescue me.
Take me to a place where I will be free;
Somewhere with beauty at every bit.
All I can do till then is wait.
Distract myself with fine things;
As the one thing I want,
Doesn’t seem to exist.
I am waiting;
Waiting for the light,
To guide me to the other side.
But a bull appears;
A bull so divine.
Peaceful and graceful;
Playing being alive.
I wanna be like that.
Have nothing on my mind.
Just play around-
Enjoy the beautiful sky.
I see it approaching;
It is coming to my side.
I will befriend it,
As it looks so kind.
Skin so soft,
Brushes against my thighs.
I am not scared at all,
I have its horns for my guide.
Where are we going?
We are in the sea.
This is wild!
So beautiful though,
I will give it a try.
We are in too deep!
The waves are crashing against my spine.
I have to hold this bull close,
I don’t want to die!!
Where am I?
How am I still alive?
I’m on a ground,
Which I do not recognise.
Where did the bull go?
Why did he bring me here?
Am I meant to die?
Why did I adhere in the first place,
I was just mesmerised…
This place is empty,
No shine.
All these things around me,
I want my old life…
I see her approaching.
A figure so clear.
Looks like the one in my dreams,
But what is she doing here?
Is this where I am meant to be?
Is this where I’ve been guided?
Could this place be the other side,
The one I have longed and desired?
It is so lonely though,
This is not what I had in mind…
I thought I wanted peace;
But maybe I need more with my life.
I miss my friends.
I miss my family.
I miss the laughter of a child.
What am I to do here,
But to sit and cry?
By Phaedrus
Twitter: TheRealPhaedrus