Safe In The Corner Of My Eye

Think of the last adventure you were on. Were you forced to return before you were done?

Flash of white in the corner of my eye,

for the first time that day I am intrigued. 

 

Regal, so poised,

it touches some part of me deep inside,

a part of me I thought was lost as time passed. 

 

Curiosity overwhelms

I shouldn’t leave the comfort

of the shade of my tree,

or the safety of my story. 

 

Should I? 

 

I follow a few yards behind,

in no rush to get anywhere,

but time is a constant factor. 

 

Gone from sight

to where did he go? 

I look around

all I see is a tiny dark hole. 

 

Hidden places are what keeps me alive,

and not knowing the mysteries

that could be down there is my true drive. 

 

Then as I peer into the little black hole

I see steps that will take me anywhere

if I just ask. 

 

Flash of white in the corner of my eye,

how can that be with this obvious lack of light? 

Following leads me to a path surrounded by strange trees

I feel at peace at last. 

 

No more flashes for a while,

causing me to become lost,

unaware of where I have ended up.

 

Danger and intrigue soon to ensue,

any fear is pushed back quickly.

These are the sort of things I wished for when I began my pursuit.

 

No more flashes in the corner of my eye

Thus begins the danger and trials

 

Trying to regain the sight

Knowing that means I will be alright.

 

Twists and turns cause confusion

Beings I should have never met bring disillusion

 

Learning so much about who I am

Losing so much of who I was

Cannot stop this circle of events

Knowing I need both

To be content

 

Hopeless, red light begins to shine

Not sure as to its origins

But the unknown doesn’t cause anymore dread

All I know is apathy; No more feelings

Just a mush of useless imaginings

running amuck inside my head

 

Flash of white in the corner of my eye,

finally for the first time I am faced with it. 

And though I have been chasing the fantasy that he is

I do not make any more attempts at following. 

 

Seeing quenches my curiosity

like nothing ever has before. 

 

Turning around with a smart look in his eye,

he sends in my direction a knowing smile.

 

And so I watch as he turns back around

strolling down a barely worn path

into the light where I cannot go,

as if he knows

exactly where it leads,

and cannot be bothered with the time. 

The grass parts as he continues

and I am left alone.

 

Flash of black in the corner of my eye,

overwhelming,

takes over and leads me home to safety

where I begin to cry.

Author's Note

I really just want some solid feedback to know where I am in my writing

Reviews

[Distant horizons]

You are completely correct in asking us to think of the last adventure we were on we didnt get to complete. This reads like an advert for the phrase out of chaos comes order, or just trying to make sense of life. Reading your adventure was an adventure in itself. Darkness and light can consume us all at times. Great job of fitting a lifetime of thoughts and wonderings into an excellent and thought provoking write.