ring ring ring

I love you.
Please understand that.
I only ignore you because it's best for both of us.
No, don't cry now.
This is a good thing.
You'll see.
You mean everything to me.
No, I'm not faking.
I promise.
Remember our picnic last summer?
Remember how you felt?
Like you could sing along with the breeze,
and dance in the clouds?
Now, imagine that feeling, but five times better.
All right.
Do you feel better now?
Good.
Just picture me with you, and someday you will join me again.
When it's your time.
No need to rush fate, now.
I need to go now, sweetheart.
Remember, I love you.
Goodbye.

~Amy, Last Call
3/31/09

Invisible

You were there.
I saw you.

Even in the crowd, I could see you easily.
Like you were a lighthouse in my bay of thoughtlessness.

Now I believe you are truly my other half.

When we're apart, my soul calls for you.
When we're together, the roaring waves stop their death beat.

We are harmony.
We are in tune.

You were there.
I saw you.

~Amy, you.
3/31/09

Contrast

Sanity.
Such a strange contrast to... before.

Before you realized who I was.
Before you saw how much I meant to you.
Before you knew what "Love" really was.
Before, you thought your life was joyous.

But mine was a black hole of insanity.

Insanity.
Such a strange contrast to now.

~Amy, Different Lives of One Kind
3/31/09

outlook on love ~ poem format

Those three little words were everything to me.
The way you laughed, and I could see through your smile.
The way you held my hand, and didn't care when people stared at us.
We were one.
We were harmony.
I loved you.
And you said you loved me too.
But then you went and did it.
You destroyed everything.
My mind was blank, and I could no longer sleep at night.
Knowing you'd betrayed me.
You said we were perfect.
You said you needed me.
But it was all just a game.
And cheaters never win.

~Amy, Cheaters Never Win
3/18/09

more new stuff

"I felt the pain, but it didn't hurt.

It didn't sting.

I didn't weep.

And now I'm free."

~Amy, 3/16/09

new emotions

"I really wish I could fix this. I really, truly do."
"It's too late. what already happened can't be undone. Things will never be the same, no matter what. I'm sorry."
"NO!"
I pulled the trigger.
At last, there was no suffering.

~Amy, 3/15/09

new emotions

I miss the way things used to be,

when there wasn't hate, and we lived comfortably.

But I know our time's up, and we'll just have to see,

how perfect this world is without me.

~Amy, 3/15/09

new emotions

I felt the pain, but it didn't hurt.

It was okay, because it didn't matter.

I didn't matter.

Now I'm dead.

And there's peace in the world.

~Amy, 3/15/09

RTL ~ Prometheus

"The Gift of Fire"

Man had not yet seen me.
He had not known what it was like to sit in my shadow.
Until the day I was introduced to him,
by a stubborn god called Prometheus.
When he first saw me, man was scared.
He did not yet understand my power.
But Prometheus showed him how to take care of me.
He showed man my normal diet,
and warned him of what might happen if I was fed too much.
When man could control me,
he found I had many uses.
When I first cooked a deer for him,
man attacked it like a starving dog.
But he did not understand what was happening.
Man went to war for the first time.
He took me with him.
Man made weapons for endless battle.
He took me with him.
Hatred was everywhere, and love was scarce.
And still, I was with man.
Until one day, my heart was taken upon a ship,
and the rest of me was whisked away by the vast water spirit.
And then my ever-burning heart was put to light the flame
on the temple of my creator.
And the world lived in chaotic peace.
~Amy, 1/19/09

RTL ~ Icarus and Daedalus

"Take Flight"

I saw two creatures today.

They were exploring the sky like some of our kind.

They did not look like us,

and they did not sound like us.

The larger of the two soared in front,

oblivious to the smaller one's antics.

With wings larger than possible, the smaller one rose higher and higher towards the sun.

But ah, he had not known the consequences of his own exploration.

Not until it was too late.

Not until he became too close to the magnificent heat of the sun.

Then his wings were trembling,

until finally, they fell apart.

Feather

by

Feather, they danced towards the sea.

Until the little creature was falling,

falling,

plummeting,

to his unforgiving ocean grave below.

Then his body broke through the transition between water and sky,

and he did not resurface to breathe.

~Amy, 3/18/09