lunesque | 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?)

ishuca still needs to fine tune my journal, but I thought I'd pos

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