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ishuca still needs to fine tune my journal, but I thought I'd pos
I can't believe I have to do strange date things in my own journal! o.O
Anyway.
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Shadow Play
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I.
Shadows play against my fingertips
And I am lost in the idea of
[let’s pretend]
what if and what might have been
and is living really all it’s meant to be?
I opened my heart and found
[nothing but dust]
a memory of everything that used to
mean something to me.
So what would happen if I just let go?
I don’t know.
[I’m afraid to find out.]
After all, there’s more than one way to…
[Die?
Lie?
Cry?
Take your pick.]
(beat)
…fall.
II.
Standing before the world
And the world is reflected in me.
I am nothing
[without you]
But you are everything
[without me]
Reaching out stained palms to touch
[Something real? Because if you’re looking
for that
you’ll look a long time yet.]
anything that won’t crumble
from the pressure of my hands.
But the mirror ripples like a wind-blown lake
And I fall into myself
[to break]
And what made me think that there was
such a thing as Salvation?
I
Believed.
III.
There is no such thing
as being alone,
even in a small room that has your name
posted on the door.
And ‘Keep Out’
doesn’t keep out the fear and the doubt
[and even the posters on your walls
stare at you with flat 2-D eyes]
I can turn off the light and
Make the world go away
But the pain won’t stop flowing from me.
[I could make an ocean of my tears
and name it the Sea of Bob
because everything is named Bob these days]
And so I sit here and fight the urge to shut my eyes.
Why don’t I just go to sleep?
[You ask such odd questions.]
I’m afraid of not being here when I wake up
(How’s that for irony?)
Anyway.
~*~*~*~
Shadow Play
~*~*~*~
I.
Shadows play against my fingertips
And I am lost in the idea of
[let’s pretend]
what if and what might have been
and is living really all it’s meant to be?
I opened my heart and found
[nothing but dust]
a memory of everything that used to
mean something to me.
So what would happen if I just let go?
I don’t know.
[I’m afraid to find out.]
After all, there’s more than one way to…
[Die?
Lie?
Cry?
Take your pick.]
…fall.
II.
Standing before the world
And the world is reflected in me.
I am nothing
[without you]
But you are everything
[without me]
Reaching out stained palms to touch
[Something real? Because if you’re looking
for that
you’ll look a long time yet.]
anything that won’t crumble
from the pressure of my hands.
But the mirror ripples like a wind-blown lake
And I fall into myself
[to break]
And what made me think that there was
such a thing as Salvation?
I
Believed.
III.
There is no such thing
as being alone,
even in a small room that has your name
posted on the door.
And ‘Keep Out’
doesn’t keep out the fear and the doubt
[and even the posters on your walls
stare at you with flat 2-D eyes]
I can turn off the light and
Make the world go away
But the pain won’t stop flowing from me.
[I could make an ocean of my tears
and name it the Sea of Bob
because everything is named Bob these days]
And so I sit here and fight the urge to shut my eyes.
Why don’t I just go to sleep?
[You ask such odd questions.]
I’m afraid of not being here when I wake up
(How’s that for irony?)
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i'm sulking over your new layout (I WANT ONE!! :pouts:) and grring over getting booted. BUT SOON THAT WILL CHANGE!!! [cackles]
[runs away to read poem]
[runs back]
i love this. i just. oh god mori i don't know what to say. i'm all kinds of just. turned around. i love this:
Why don’t I just go to sleep?
[You ask such odd questions.]
I’m afraid of not being here when I wake up
(How’s that for irony?)
just. absolutely beautiful.
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*loves Ishuca for new layout* Isn't it beautiful? *bounces*
And thank you for the compliment! I.. er. wasn't originally going to post this because it seemed a little too personal for me. (I hate getting personal in my poetry. *scowls*) But I decided what the hell, and by your reaction, I'm guessing it was a good thing, eh? ^_^
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i just. [is still boggling]
it's actually what prompted me to post the second btc. i have like, seven of them now. >
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Do that.
And if you want, I can try to do the same for you...
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And I love this. It's real, and it touches me, and it's more than just beautiful words I can go "Ooh, pretty," over, which is - wow. <3.
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