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Incandescent Desolateness

Contributed by Legacy_of_Flame on Saturday, 16th December 2006 @ 11:30:54 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

I walked home that night, familiar roads from the past,

As the days of my childhood came back, my thoughts that were last.

I walked through the darkness that I always strived to be,

Memories of nothingness were all I could see.

As I continued down the streets, who were oh so lonely

I could not help to feel that this world was merely phony

Ive walked these streets before, but as a separate entity it seemed

Nobody was around anymore, but the hallucinations that redeemed.

The silence was so soothing, yet chilling in my mind,

All I ever wanted was there, yet it was so hard to find.

The feelings inside me that night were not like any Ive had before,

I was content, yet could not handle the emptiness anymore.

As my journey home began to come to an end,

I saw a figure in the distance, something that made reality bend.

She stood there, so peaceful, under the shy light of the street,

The anguish I thought was gone slowly began to repeat.

I began to approach her, doubting my life with each step I took,

She seemed emotionless, and wouldnt move to look.

I struggled to run faster, as the memories of the past began to disappear,

She started to evanescence into the gentle wind's adhere.

Wait dont go, was all I could manage to say,

But it was too late now, she was gone, leaving me with dismay.

I loved her so much, yet hated her simultaneously,

I was left with nothing now, the sorrow built up instantaneously.

I stood under the streetlight, mind full of void,

Contaminated with the penitence, which I wanted to avoid.

The girl I loved was gone now, her presence so devout,

I got up and walked home, as the sole light flickered out.

Copyright © Legacy_of_Flame ... [ 2006-12-16 23:30:54]
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