Glass: New Pieces (Sequel to Glass Figurines)
Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2005 3:08 pm
Well after posting Glass Figurine I was asked of a sequel from bookworm No lie though I was thinking more into this to begin with anyways, just needed to be pushed to do it. So I wrote another bit to Glass Figurine. How you like.
New Pieces
Lady Casper
PG
I?m going to avoid the eyes that look at me. Never seeing the real me. For so long I have found myself comparing and contrasting others to my pathetic values. Peace is such a thing that one requires but for how long is the dependence of that person. Truly I have come to realize I am not alone in asking for freedom. Just as I had said once that I wish to be a glass figurine, that figurine can only dance for so long before shattering yet again.
I loose myself in the eyes of the beholder as I stare into the mirror every morning. Can?t I ever escape my capturers of insanity? Or maybe it?s sanity that holds me down.
Closing my eyes I turn away, searching for another light as I keep my mind focused on forgetting the past. The past which haunts my nights and days, never letting me look past them, just letting them bob around in the vast oblivion I call my life.
I notice I am no longer alone in this. I feel the presence of another, his eyes, dark beautiful eyes watching me as I drowned in myself. He sits in his own quick sand waiting for his own demise to end his torture. But his eyes tell another story to me. Asking me to fall with him, join him in the pain instead of each of us being apart and in pain.
I accept.
In each other we are one. Without we are nothing more than halves of a whole masterpiece. I wish to be a masterpiece, that an artist?s heart would be filled with pride.
I wish to be with him and him I. If destiny had a silly idea of playing her cards a certain way, than certainly she?d have a card with the lover?s symbol for ours.
I am the glass figurine, trying to piece herself together yet again with new pieces of my heart filled with a new emotion. New shards which emit from him. Finally creating that heart that was missing for so long.
~*Fin*~
New Pieces
Lady Casper
PG
I?m going to avoid the eyes that look at me. Never seeing the real me. For so long I have found myself comparing and contrasting others to my pathetic values. Peace is such a thing that one requires but for how long is the dependence of that person. Truly I have come to realize I am not alone in asking for freedom. Just as I had said once that I wish to be a glass figurine, that figurine can only dance for so long before shattering yet again.
I loose myself in the eyes of the beholder as I stare into the mirror every morning. Can?t I ever escape my capturers of insanity? Or maybe it?s sanity that holds me down.
Closing my eyes I turn away, searching for another light as I keep my mind focused on forgetting the past. The past which haunts my nights and days, never letting me look past them, just letting them bob around in the vast oblivion I call my life.
I notice I am no longer alone in this. I feel the presence of another, his eyes, dark beautiful eyes watching me as I drowned in myself. He sits in his own quick sand waiting for his own demise to end his torture. But his eyes tell another story to me. Asking me to fall with him, join him in the pain instead of each of us being apart and in pain.
I accept.
In each other we are one. Without we are nothing more than halves of a whole masterpiece. I wish to be a masterpiece, that an artist?s heart would be filled with pride.
I wish to be with him and him I. If destiny had a silly idea of playing her cards a certain way, than certainly she?d have a card with the lover?s symbol for ours.
I am the glass figurine, trying to piece herself together yet again with new pieces of my heart filled with a new emotion. New shards which emit from him. Finally creating that heart that was missing for so long.
~*Fin*~
