Asphodelle13
May 30th, 2002, 01:15 AM
~^=Becoming=^~
A Group Work Poem
By FireFly; Ambee; Truth; Lady Luscious; chessiecat; snowchild; Hallow13; Lady Dragoness; boarder_chick; and beasyouwerewhenwemet
I woke; the alarm clock sang that instant migraine melody.
To which I've woken each day for many years.
I'm a sorry, broken, torn remain of a once proud child.
Destroyed, and left- in my puddles of tears.
Like pristine mirrors flashing lost innocence,
my tears glinted tauntingly at me
Lilting with harsh song, they remind me of what once was
And now, ripped to shreds, no longer can be
Destroyed and shameless, I am left behind.
Left stranded in the field of fear,
alone and tired, standing in my puddles,
My puddles of tears.
I stand up onto the cold floor,
And walk along caustic memories,
Flooding out of my eyes,
My own puddle of tears.
If time could give me back the years,
Of wasted youth and unspent fears.
I've walked alone in this dark land,
Forget you not my sapphire tears.
But in all honesty,
Though my hope will linger still,
The wounds of the past will shred my soul.
And in the end, my soul it will kill.
But, live I must, though a piece of me dies each day,
My crystal heart has been shattered,
But still beats insistently at my chest.
Straining the skin my claws have left tattered.
So I went for a walk, at night- along the path,
Stars glittered off the calm Crystal Lake.
Ripples of firefly's or other insects distorted the stars.
Such a scene of beautiful gave me strength against this pain I take.
As I fortify my heart,
Against what I no longer see,
I make a silent wish unheard,
My angel, please.... Return to me.
My arms were chill waiting for my love,
And dreams that had whisked him away,
Shrouded my soul in a shrieking nightmare,
Of the fallen star within yesterday.
Though I know my pain overwhelms my mobility,
Or my lust for anything more than sleep.
I know reality says he cannot be mine,
Still, each night I beg, I weep.
I beg for your return,
I beg for to be forgiven.
Why doth my heart still yearn?
I am to the point of insanity from which my pain has driven.
It matters not what I say,
But what I do.
I can't hurt you again,
Even if our love we renew.
All hope has forsaken me,
As have the tears I long to weep.
So now, as I sink down into murky lake waters,
My soul, alas, I have laid down to sleep.
Here within the absent firelight,
Deep and buried by life's jewels,
I will lay my head on my knees,
Resting forever in my tear's pools.
Mind parle, frozen in time- clockwork infinite.
Dreaming in ripples of my life's reflections.
Dazzled by my emptiness, closing the book.
Asleep, eternal peace: with no more expectations.
The warmth, like a river, flows out my body,
As do the torturous thoughts from my mind.
Stiffening, as if expecting what's to happen
My body sinks, to be lost for all time.
I lay at the bottom deaths icy grip tightening.
My mind remembers all the years,
The mindless sorrow and endless tears,
In the midst of it you appear.
You crystallise, my angel in this misshapen world.
Keeping me locked within the skies.
The truth no longer hidden and I know it now, well.
That my life has only existed in you mind's lies.
From beyond the mist, with uplifting hands,
You reach out to me, to pull me close.
Up into the light, where together we'll exist,
Living an eternity of happiness unbeknown to most.
Like a story in a book, we reach the ending page,
A story of empty words, a story of yet untold truths; we reach the final
bend,
But with a guide of light, that light of hope,
We shall pursue it, to find what we deserve is best.
It may be the end, but as is always true,
every end is a new beginning, so time will tell.
Blinded by light, shrouded in dark, we will never know,
what may come, be it heaven or hell.
So I will go, walking alone,
Simply to the place where the winds lead.
Some day I know we will find happiness,
But for now... solitude is all I need...
And if, by some chance,
My feet are willing and the wind is right,
I will reach the familiarities that I knew once before,
My destination will prove true if my heart knows the way,
And all of my sadness will remain at home's door.
So, with wobbly knees and weak ankles, I take my first step forward,
Head into the mist, the great unknown.
Where the story goes from here,
Has yet to be revealed, to my blind eyes shown.
Through the mist there is a wall, a wall to big for me to climb or pass.
I have reached where the end has no new begging; instead just place
where hearts descend.
With no forward and no turning back, it was said once before, it will be
said once again
Its over, its done, that's it, no more; the end.
A Group Work Poem
By FireFly; Ambee; Truth; Lady Luscious; chessiecat; snowchild; Hallow13; Lady Dragoness; boarder_chick; and beasyouwerewhenwemet
I woke; the alarm clock sang that instant migraine melody.
To which I've woken each day for many years.
I'm a sorry, broken, torn remain of a once proud child.
Destroyed, and left- in my puddles of tears.
Like pristine mirrors flashing lost innocence,
my tears glinted tauntingly at me
Lilting with harsh song, they remind me of what once was
And now, ripped to shreds, no longer can be
Destroyed and shameless, I am left behind.
Left stranded in the field of fear,
alone and tired, standing in my puddles,
My puddles of tears.
I stand up onto the cold floor,
And walk along caustic memories,
Flooding out of my eyes,
My own puddle of tears.
If time could give me back the years,
Of wasted youth and unspent fears.
I've walked alone in this dark land,
Forget you not my sapphire tears.
But in all honesty,
Though my hope will linger still,
The wounds of the past will shred my soul.
And in the end, my soul it will kill.
But, live I must, though a piece of me dies each day,
My crystal heart has been shattered,
But still beats insistently at my chest.
Straining the skin my claws have left tattered.
So I went for a walk, at night- along the path,
Stars glittered off the calm Crystal Lake.
Ripples of firefly's or other insects distorted the stars.
Such a scene of beautiful gave me strength against this pain I take.
As I fortify my heart,
Against what I no longer see,
I make a silent wish unheard,
My angel, please.... Return to me.
My arms were chill waiting for my love,
And dreams that had whisked him away,
Shrouded my soul in a shrieking nightmare,
Of the fallen star within yesterday.
Though I know my pain overwhelms my mobility,
Or my lust for anything more than sleep.
I know reality says he cannot be mine,
Still, each night I beg, I weep.
I beg for your return,
I beg for to be forgiven.
Why doth my heart still yearn?
I am to the point of insanity from which my pain has driven.
It matters not what I say,
But what I do.
I can't hurt you again,
Even if our love we renew.
All hope has forsaken me,
As have the tears I long to weep.
So now, as I sink down into murky lake waters,
My soul, alas, I have laid down to sleep.
Here within the absent firelight,
Deep and buried by life's jewels,
I will lay my head on my knees,
Resting forever in my tear's pools.
Mind parle, frozen in time- clockwork infinite.
Dreaming in ripples of my life's reflections.
Dazzled by my emptiness, closing the book.
Asleep, eternal peace: with no more expectations.
The warmth, like a river, flows out my body,
As do the torturous thoughts from my mind.
Stiffening, as if expecting what's to happen
My body sinks, to be lost for all time.
I lay at the bottom deaths icy grip tightening.
My mind remembers all the years,
The mindless sorrow and endless tears,
In the midst of it you appear.
You crystallise, my angel in this misshapen world.
Keeping me locked within the skies.
The truth no longer hidden and I know it now, well.
That my life has only existed in you mind's lies.
From beyond the mist, with uplifting hands,
You reach out to me, to pull me close.
Up into the light, where together we'll exist,
Living an eternity of happiness unbeknown to most.
Like a story in a book, we reach the ending page,
A story of empty words, a story of yet untold truths; we reach the final
bend,
But with a guide of light, that light of hope,
We shall pursue it, to find what we deserve is best.
It may be the end, but as is always true,
every end is a new beginning, so time will tell.
Blinded by light, shrouded in dark, we will never know,
what may come, be it heaven or hell.
So I will go, walking alone,
Simply to the place where the winds lead.
Some day I know we will find happiness,
But for now... solitude is all I need...
And if, by some chance,
My feet are willing and the wind is right,
I will reach the familiarities that I knew once before,
My destination will prove true if my heart knows the way,
And all of my sadness will remain at home's door.
So, with wobbly knees and weak ankles, I take my first step forward,
Head into the mist, the great unknown.
Where the story goes from here,
Has yet to be revealed, to my blind eyes shown.
Through the mist there is a wall, a wall to big for me to climb or pass.
I have reached where the end has no new begging; instead just place
where hearts descend.
With no forward and no turning back, it was said once before, it will be
said once again
Its over, its done, that's it, no more; the end.