Out of phase,
I ripple,
Through eons,
Of time,
Searching,
For the place,
I know,
To be mine.
Traveling,
Across realities,
I see,
Where I'll dwell,
Close,
Within reach,
Then I'm dragged,
Back to hell.
Yearning,
For the ones,
I ache for,
Endlessly,
Clawing,
At the walls,
So much,
That I bleed.
Calling,
Out their names,
I run,
Into their arms,
Overwhelmed,
By relief,
Now I'm finally,
Safe from harm.
Magic,
Is everywhere,
But it can't,
Give me this,
I don't have,
A magic wand,
I can't grant,
Any wish.