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The Journey of My Dreams
Written by: James Krolik

As I stare from over my sill
out to the world to get my fill.
I gaze way out unto the stars,
and wish I could be whisked afar.

Taken away to a magical land,
far from life, unto your hand.
Where all my dreams and fantasies come true…
to be right next to you.

I cross the world to see you smile.
For every laugh, I’d crawl the mile.
To protect your heart I’d take the blow.
Forever yours, I’ll never let go.

For every time you look at me.
The rest of the world cannot be seen.
And although I may not be asleep,
when I’m with you, my life is like a dream.

Attached is a short story I wrote in college (Communication 101 to be precise). I’ve been working on it off and on for years since then. Comments and suggestions are always welcome.

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The bulk of it was written in early 2003. There have been other edits since then. Please enjoy!

Abyss
Written by: James Krolik

As my heart slowly bleeds
I fall into the abyss.
Not a tear can be found,
nor shall I be missed.

An echo of laughter
fades like the light.
For my days are now gone
as the sun sets on my life.

My corpse starts to rot
and desolve and decay.
I cannot be saved,
for I am disdained.

I carve at the wound
with the shattered, heart-shaped glass.
And the embers of life
have, aside, been cast.

I will never escape this melancholy.
For I am consumed,
trapped,
and will, never again, be free.

Eden
Written by: James Krolik
Dedicated to Katherine

In this pasture of my heart,
I am engulfed by passion.
Paradise is aplenty,
I relax in the Garden.

We caress each other.
The aura of your body engulfs my will.
Under the Tree, we unite.
Being embodied by the premonition of Life,
we celebrate;
we embrace each other.

By the River we walk,
hand-in-hand to the meadow.
This forest is mystical;
the Fruit is mysterious.

We venture far past the norm.
We explore the limits of reason.
This Fruit is different, somehow, someway.
I fall drowsy.
I close my eyes and feel you slip away.

I awake.
My eyes open, things are different.
We have been taken to a terrestrial land,
we are now bound to the natural order.
There we stand, time steadily passing.

Our love becomes a test.
We endure, and we prosper.
Through our trials, we have succeeded;
we have survived.

Though time will pass,
It is with you that I share my pride.
With you by my side,
the world will always be like Eden.

Flight
Written by: James Krolik

A tear in my soul is
like a ripple in time.
I fight for feelings
destined to be mine.

I stare at the edge
of a mountain so high!
Peering down,
my heart trembles with fire.

The gust of the gods
caresses my eyes.
I picture the world,
and empathetically sigh.

Bitter and barren,
the land has become.
The years of decay
that you have succumbed.

I’m taken away,
to where life cannot be found,
for my setting is black and
I’m staring at stone.

Serenade
Written by: James Krolik
Dedicated to Katherine

A serenade on mountains’ high,
ringing like an eagle cries,
Flying through the sapphire sky
Soaring by with passing time.

I stand alone and make my plea
that you will come accompany me;
A voyage of twists and turns
that life will surely bring.

My song echoes a gentle tone,
soothing and trainquil, it takes you home.
Look beyond the glass you see.
Join my hand and sing with me.

Sing our song into the sea,
at the sky, through the trees.
Let our song be heard by all
Proclaim it to the world; hear our call.

Morning Sun
Written by: James Krolik
Dedicated to Katherine

Awake I lie throughout the night,
Staring at the noir around.
And while the dark surrounds my eyes,
I cannot hear a sound.

In my arms you dream and fly
to a land that is so far.
As I stare into the void,
I see a shooting star.

I make a wish and close my eyes
and pray my wish comes true.
In my heart, I know it will
as I look unto you.

For all the morns I’ve opened my eyes,
to the beautiful days, I arise.
I feel my wish coming true
every morn I wake next to you.

Though the sun may come and go
and time passes by.
The love in my heart will make time stand still,
when you are by my side.

The Man In The Water
Written by: James Krolik

I am standing at the edge of the water.
Staring into the aquatic mirror, I smile.
The man in the water is someone who I’ve cherished and watched him grow from the beginning.
His reflection resurfaces repressed feelings of memories that have been the victim of time.
I must remember, he is not flawless.

Watching him grow has been a storm on the horizon.
Anxiety encompasses those he has come near.
Not knowing where he may go next, keeping people guessing, following his own will, he travels.
But always having a peaceful following, for he has accomplished his goal; he has left lasting impressions wherever he has been.

Perpetually surrounding his every surface:
His skin is not impregnable.
His mind is malleable.
His shroud is worn.

For this is the way of the world,
Forever changing,
Forever adapting.

Yet, as I reminisce on my experiences with the man in the water, I become flushed with feelings.
I shed a tear.
I stand and wait as it falls to the water.
The ripples distort my view.

It is then I realize my catalyst.
It is then I see the truth.
It is then, I know, I am that man.

And as my reflection travels in the current,
so will my impression.

As the ripples traverse the aquatic glass, they will ultimately touch something, someone.
Inevitably traveling to their final destination, they will move.

Analogically the ripples are my goal in life.

In this pool of life, I, too, want my ripples to reach their destination.
The impression the one drop left along the way fades, but it still exists.
It exists in the memories of those who were witness to them; those who received them.
And such, much like nature forever changing the land, the recipients are forever changed, even in the most miniscule way.
And even the obstructions that have blocked the way have received something, and thus, are forever changed.

I am now sitting by the edge of the water.
Staring, still, into the aquatic mirror, I smile.
Though not for my thoughts on the man,
but for the ripples I can see, slowly heading my way.

Make A Memory
Written by: James Krolik
Dedicated to Katherine

Let us take a moment for each other.
Let us steal our piece of time.
Let us live in the here and now.
Let us build a memory.

Take a moment and look around:
what you see, what you hear, how you feel.
Never forget.
Never let go.

You give me that look like you always do.
Your eyes shine as bright as ever.
It’s so pleasant to see you smile.

Your hands are still as soft as the day we met.
The caress of your arms around me still empowers me.
Your scent captures me under your spell.
Your lips still so gentle, still so tender.

Under the stars we dance.
Our pulses keep time.

The moon glistens off of the lake.
The twilight aroma is in the air,
I cannot help but stare.
Please, say what’s on your mind.

The enchantment of the night surrounds us.
I reminisce in the passion we’ve shared while
your words echo into my heart.
I love you, too.

Silence
Written by: James Krolik

Why is it I cannot cry,
when life tramples those I’m by?

I cannot grasp onto what I feel.
What just happened?
Can it be real?

I fall to the ground,
melancholy abound,
I scream from within,
yet not a sound.

The frigid mist
blowing through the air,
reminds me of
my lonely despair.

The years of neglect,
have caught up with me.
Why didn’t I care?
Why couldn’t I be there?

My quested redemption,
with coagulated wounds.
I wish I was there more,
I left you marooned.

With foundation departed,
bonds have been made.
I am doing my best,
to fix the pain.

I blame myself,
for the distance paced.
I know life will never be perfect,
I know things time will not erase.

Self-induced rage has consumed my essence.
All I want is to purge its precense.
To destroy the built up guilt.
Killed.

I am here for you, and I promise,
when you need, I’ll always be around.
And, as I think of what life has done to you,
my tears hit the ground…