AleMaho's Poems - 3. Mindblowing Spell

Mindblowing Spell

We were born alone.

One day bound to return.

It's the ride the one that's fun.

That's the one that counts.

There's a way to make it pleasant.

To push the coldness aside.

Is there anyone willing to help?

I could make myself to try.

Is it worth it though?

I've seen it fail so many times.

I don't want to be dissapointed.

I don't want to let anyone down.

What is it anyway?

Hallucination? Pure Imagination?

It can't be seen, it can't be measured.

Yet, it can be felt, it can be treasured.

It's just too big to neglect it.

Suddenly I feel afraid.

I think I've reached a point.

I'm willing to open up.

That's it?

Is it just about trusting?

And waiting?

Because I'm willing to do it.

If it means the coldness will stop...

I'm willing to.