The Beginning That Ended
Standing fifth in position
Is something
Terribly unpleasant
When once was first
All the things stood before me
And I collapsed in soreness
Smiling while suffocating
Laughing while prisoner of fears
Trying to keep to top
While all the fences are high
And all the friends are fake?
I never wiped the tears of that day
I never got over it
I fell from the fences
With more force
And got hurt
I landed on cactus ground
I spared my life from the lions
I ran from the real jungle
My hair got caught in the trees
I refused to look back
My tears watered rain on the small flowers
My feet bleed from the thorns
The sky started raining
I slipped and fell on my face
The thorns pierced my skin
I got up
While my face and body was bleeding
The lions were there
They were chasing me
As I ran faster
My head bumped into a tree branch
I fell on the grass
The lion approached me smoothly
Surrounding my body terrifyingly
And manifesting to the others lions
I am his prey
So that they all walked away
As the beautiful mammal came closer
And I lost all hope of survival
Surprisingly the lion started licking me gently
He started licking my wounds from blood
Leaving my skin smooth and soft
And I opened my eyes
To find his gorgeous blue looking at my honey brown
He stopped licking me as I tried to stand
But instead I sat
And played my hand
Through his thick hair
And smiled…
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