I'd saw someone dreams are made of
only to find out that it was someone else's reality
So I awoke in an ocean so vast full of my crying but for sake of saving face it was all visine
I've seen a sight out in the distance that resembled a lighthouse then peerlessly swam and wondered why were the lights out
Now swimming I saw the waves curl and reach higher as if to grab the sun and noticed they achieved there goal just to watch the waves simmer and boil in the distance
Then the ocean gathered around the sun as it took to the sky, the sun protected me from the water scalding me I only could ask why
It's response was inaudible but the sun burnt-out then transformed into a compass transfixed in the direction of the lighthouse
The direction of my compass' desire and affection only pulled me as if attempting to entrance me to walk across this barren land where my tears once were to find peace. What piece of this puzzle would it complete as my heart completely empty inside which caused me to perceive this as a running joke.
Though I had not the strength to displace any emotion I began to run and as I quickened my pace my feet began to tread water. I was in disbelief as they cried for me.
My body knew so at that point I began to float to the lighthouse as the darkness closed in with the moon being the only light source. It propelled me there surprisingly fast then, I saw a spectre of myself come to pick me up as my body collapsed. As I awoke I saw myself in scattered fragments only to watch myself put me back together only to start over to miss a piece which love unfortunately has me missing peace.
As I begin to resurface mentally and to search I urgently began to rise the survey the room like a census and as the suspense was building I left the room to leave only to find a mirror that reflected the revelation of the location of the missing piece.
The lighthouse was in ill repair so once I was retrieved the light was on and the rivers, oceans and streams returned to be. Love unfortunately helps you realize your destiny. Love runs my lighthouse, and this lighthouse lives in me and in it is inscribed " Your hope is the light of the light house for all to see, love yourself truly and give love but don't be afraid and don't cease, for there's so much for you to accomplish and so many things for you to see."
The only surprise was the author though it was my first time here because in worn rock it was engraved by me.
About the Creator
Donald Sledge
A lover of all things creative, If I could live forever, I'd decline, I'd rather just make the most of my time.


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