Thursday, August 14, 2008

No. 78

So i was about to start publishing more poetry but the next one up on fictionpress wasn't on my local machine and the copy on fictionpress isn't properly formatted and stuff. I went downstairs to check that computer and it wasn't there either. I guess i'll have to just use the copy from fictionpress and i can guess how it was formatted and i can correct the spelling while i'm at it.

It has 4 reviews. The first two are by people i don't know.
eternal.moonlit.haze (2004-03-13): "Good job! I like it quite a lot!"
ScarletFirezSorceress (2004-03-13): Hey, this is great. I liked it alot. Keep writing."
The next is by Robin (2004-11-26): ...and you say you suck! You are wicckkeddly good so keep writing!
The last one by Jazzy (2005-01-17):"AH I HATE YOU! youre so freakin good. no fair :( anyways... amazing poem. did you change the ending?"

http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1549841/1/Faded (03-13-04)

Faded

I look into the mirror,
And all that I can see,
Another soul,
Trapped hollow within the trapped hollow me.

Torn photographs,
Faded images,
Shaded pictures,
Blood red eyes.
The crimson stare,
With the heat of a flare,
Teaching a lesson,
Telling a story,
To nobody there.

Shattered Glass of a broken mirror,
Reflecting broken fate,
Un-told,
To be written once again.
Slowly unfolds,
As the past unwinds,
Changes and is re-written,
Refreshed and rewinds.

Show you into me,
Through my eyes.
Never to see what is really there.
Embrace my frozen cold soul,
Show me meaning,
Show me truth,
Show me everything,
Show me.

Guide me through the chaos of my mind,
My body broken,
My spirit shallow,
My soul in shadow,
My heart hollow,
Myself nothing.

My lungs closing in on themselves,
The air impossible to breathe,
Suffocate me in suffering,
Drown me in my blood,
Let me go.
I'm with you always,
And now you can always be with me.
I am reduced to the nothing I have always been.
The truthful lies come,
And the lying truth goes.
Go through me,
See within me.
Who am I?
See no one.

Look through the emptiness to find it full of me.
Pass through my worthless image,
My voice unheard.
Gone with me.
Away to the nowhere,
Where I'll always be.
Don't bother looking,
I won't bother to hide.
Either way you'll never find me.
My call was left unanswered,
And now so shall be yours.
I am nothing.
I am nowhere.
I am gone.
I am not.

So, i guessed on the stanzas and fixed the few really bad spelling mistakes, but i'm not about to work on actually fixing up these things. They're not good, and they don't make a lot of sense, but that's okay. I'm not putting these up because i'm proud of my work. As i already said, they all sound awkward and don't have a lot of meaning. They're just memories of the way things were. Perhaps i'll start writing again.

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