Contelysia

Chasing butterflies through the emerald fields, Peeking through branches to gaze at the azure sky. Clouds scudding across as wind rattles and rustles, And I spread my arms, welcoming the air as it envelopes me. I close my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun on my speckled skin, My sagacious thoughts flowing away and vaporizing. Becoming a child again is so winsome, Yet, the world beneath my feet ostracises me. The onus that upends me  refuses to elude my being, Yet, the unwithering ecstasy of the words That imprint on my soul and whisk me away refuses to find another heart to torment. Perhaps, seeing the world through the eyes of innocence Will not stagger me into fantasy, But impel me to a reality where askew perception finally deciphers into clarity. And in that world, Let me find a place where my thoughts; Sagacious or foolish, poetic or callous; Morph into acceptance, And finding joy in the most insignificant of events, Waxes a victory.

The portal stretches from the ground to the sky, and the world beyond seems to mimic every character my world has. I have come a long way - from swimming through the waters, scaling the hills, and trailing the deserts - and now, I can't give up. I'll fight through, and reach my destination. I run across the stony path to the gateway, the cobblestones digging into my bare feet as the thumping of my quick feet matches the pounding of my heart. Chilly air blows across my face as blood rushes to my nose, making me breathe erratically. I can feel my limbs stress and stretch in agony as I increase my speed, the portal seeming to go farther and farther as I run. I feel like Dorothy on the yellow brick road, reaching for my dreams and trying to escape a world where I never belonged. I need to go somewhere else. Anywhere else. The gateway finally comes in front of me, but my heart drops when I look into it. A soldier to stop me. A protector to guard her world. I stretch my hands as she