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