From: KrycekXPhilie@aol.com
Date: Tue, 10 Apr 2001 01:02:03 EDT
Subject: NEW: A Journey into the Fields
Source: xff


Okay guys, this is my first try at X Files poetry... so please keep that in 
mind! :)

Title:  A Journey into the Fields
Author: Jenn
Email:  KrycekXPhilie@aol.com
Feedback:  Please! Please! Please! Good or bad... it would really make me 
happy! :)
Archive: I really don't care... but please let me know first.
Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me... I am just using them for a 
little while.
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Keywords: loosely MSR
Summary:  A look into Mulder's mind... how he feels about The X Files, 
Doggett and Scully.


I feel the warm sun
streaking across my back
like a heat lamp inside
of an incubator.

I feel the tall grass
brushing across my body,
tickling my senses,
giving me freedom.

I am running ... running through the fields.
Running through the mist.
Running from the past.

Sigh...

There she is,
my angel.
She is my light, my essence, my reason for being.
She's slipping ... my grasp is loosening.
The dark monster 
is pulling her away.

The dark monster...
it is taking her as it took
my quest for truth.
IT is the epitome of my evil.

Come back to me,
sweet angel come back.
Don't take your light away.

Without your light, how can I go on?