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Monkey Airplane Soldier
Be kind, please rewind.
Disappearance
I think my life is falling apart.
Into little tiny pieces of blank stares, interrupted sentences, and painful silences.
I see nothing from anyone
and I wonder where I am.
Is this heaven?
Because it feels like hell.
Someone lied to me along the way
about all the things that I thought were "forever"
All the things....all the things.....
And they fall into oblivion, becoming nothing but denials, regrets, and sighs.
I was so caught up
In what I thought was who I was
that I didn't realize that where I was going
was in the opposite direction of where
I wanted to be.
Family- no surprise, it's never been quite right.
But friends, and special friends so to speak- my god, that was a shock to me, to suddenly find it gone,
but not destroyed
for these things don't end in destruction, they end in a fading pattern of indifference
Until realization becomes disbelief
And what you had
becomes what you thought you had
which becomes what, perhaps, you never had.....
Though....
you swear you did have it, once.
You know you did, dammit!
DAMMIT!
You know you had it once, and it was real.
Is there still hope? Look to the North
And tell me, tell me, tell me......someone tell me
if there is still
any
hope.






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Zayah
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commentCommented on: Mon Dec 10, 2007 @ 03:37am
Ok.


commentCommented on: Tue Dec 11, 2007 @ 04:19am
Absolutely beautiful..."for these things don't end in destruction, they end in a fading pattern of indifference"
So very true, so very poetic, so very beautiful. This poem opens a gate for the reader to step into your soul. Just for a moment. The reader hears your plee for help. And I being the reader must answer this plee...not acknowledge your predicament, but leave it behind without a second glance.

You tell me...is there any hope? Maybe not in what you thought you wanted...what you thought you needed to be the person you wanted to be. Yet, there is still hope in change. There is always hope in change. There is hope in the future when the past fades.

Maybe there's not even hope in the future, but it's better than being stuck in the middle. Between the past and future. That's what I say.



Captain Dandy ^.~
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Zayah
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commentCommented on: Wed Dec 12, 2007 @ 04:01am
I had a previous comment to this, but then I erased it in and just typed "Ok." It's a really good poem, Zoe. It just makes me sad. I understand your pain in a different way because I was going through too, for the same reasons, just in a different way.

Oh, Zoe. Today was too scary. I just want to forget it. I just like how you responded to my poem, I would truly appreciate it if you took yours down as well.


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