Persephone

This isn't done yet. I'm still working on it but I really like it and I've been dying to type it up and share it with you all!! I'll keep working on it till I'm in love, but for now I have a really big poetic crush on it!! =D ENJOY!

In Response: “People run away just to see if anyone is following”

From someone who has run away often. I found that he will never follow far enough. Going only as far as I am willing to put out but never as far as when I hold back. So when I meet a man I wonder, would he follow as far as my fears will take me. Then push me beyond my nightmares to make me frightened of more than I ever thought to fear because I never knew I had so much courage. I never imagined I could be so brave. To face my demons, bones trembling, voice quivering resolve unsure but still face to face with that which haunts my evenings rest. Face to face and ready to take the test.

I never ask a man what he dreams like; I know he dreams big beautiful techni-color futures like I do. I’d rather know what he nightmares like. Reality vivid. Gasping for air. Heart race. Turn around and see his killer’s face. So clear he can pick it out of a line up. It is Fear. It is Pride, Anxiety, Stubbornness, Vanity. It is You. If you’re honest, you know that it’s true.

Do his night terrors scream out loud like: I can’t do this. I’m not good enough. But if I am? What happens when dreaming ends and all I am left with is nightmare? I don’t think I ever want to get there.

Is that why you never quite let yourself go there?

Luckily, I make my own dreams come true. That is not what I want from you.
Not a hero through and through, just the strongest man in you, to follow me Persephone beyond the grass and shady trees. Hold me till the quaking ends and I can stand and fight again the demons that are now at hand.