Sunrises

The breeze whispering in harmony

Laughter plays upon the child’s lips,

A golden spark of youth in her eyes,

The pure essence of life, and peace

She dances with the wind, the flowers swaying

With her steps, she comes calling for me

“What do you want child?”

She glides up to me, leading me by hand

I’m shocked by her eyes, there’s something there

A wise understanding, impossible for any soul

We reach a clearing where a figure sits

“That is you” she states simply, and my eyes fall

At the sight of a young girl around my age

 crying in agony, tears spilling on the grass.

“That cannot be me” I whisper,

Taking in her heartbreaking beauty.

But the figure rises and I gasp in shock

As I stand, gazing into my own eyes.

My features slightly shine through the perfection

“Who are you?” I cry to her,

“Do you not know?” her musical voice rings

The tears spilling off her beautiful face

I had never seen such a lovely person so

Devastatingly sad before as I find my eyes

gazing into a more stunning version of myself.

“Do you wish you had stayed?” she asks

Cutting into my heart, the exact question I ask

Every time I wake.

“I don’t know” I choke, “I might have been better off.”

The perfect me spills even more tears raising her wrists

“Do you wish it now?” she whispers in heartache

And cuts run deep up her arm, blood flowing from the wounds

“What have you done?” I whisper horrified looking at

Her wrists, MY wrists.

“I stayed” she says simply.

“But coming here” I choke “leaving you behind

I do not know who I am anymore!! Who is to say that

I won’t end up like you! Do you not understand?!!”

I scream at the beautiful dying me,

“I have lost everything! I have lost everyone I’ve loved!!!

I have lost myself!”

She smiles “No you have not. Your choices are your own”

And she takes my hands in hers.

You chose to leave because you knew

You would have found this.

You left everything you held dear

Because you weren’t ready to give up.

You could have been me, but now you are not.

Do not ever covet the perfection you think

That path would have given you.

The beauty you see is only paper thin

That child led you to where you are now.

“Did you not trust her?”

“I did” I realize.

“You see” she smiles starting to fade,

“You resemble her more than I ever could.”

The image of me vanished, and the laughing child

Skips up to me “Now do you see?”

“Think I do”

“Are you ready to go?”

“Sure” I state, smiling down into her eyes.

“Where shall we go?”

I smile thinking

“Forward, I believe. Never back.”

And I laugh, it’s a lyrical sound,

Almost as beautiful as the peculiar child’s

She smiles and points ahead

“Look what a beautiful sunrise”

“Have you not seen one before?”

“No, I’ve always been facing the other direction.”

She smiles giggling “Well that’s rather pointless”

“Indeed it is.”