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Fear of Reality

October 26, 2016
By ThomasTheTrain BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
ThomasTheTrain BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"Either you run the day, or the day runs you."


In the deep caves of secret in a dark, endless, abyss

in my mind, there are fireflies that have a hiss
of a snake and glow ominously with a strange mist
and hue around them, visualizing my life in order.

Somewhere in this order,
somewhere far and wide,
somewhere everywhere,
somewhere that’s too close to see, is a girl.

All my memories of past are
only one hundred fireflies,
this mesmerizing girl is a memory that’s
made of millions?

I should have stayed looking down at my book,
but my heart controls me and I tilted my head around the nook,
I know I shouldn’t look,
and I know I am about to be in a hook,

Her small slender face is so alluring like an angel that fell from heaven,
Her hair is long, sleek, immaculate, and silky cloaking her lovely ears that make me feel warm inside,
Her eyes are as a bewildering light cobalt and cerulean or like a benevolent sapphire,
Her smile is soothing and her laugh is charming and together makes a beautiful combination,
Her skin is smooth and creamy something I wish I could caress,
Her dimples are cute and compliment her dainty nose,
Her eyebrows and eyelashes are slick and elegant,
Her nose is adorable and again her face overall should be the definition of beautiful,
Her height is above average, she is spare, with lean legs and arms,
Her cordial fingers, well-clipped nails, and usually balmy dressed,
Her beatific appearance and impeccable hygiene,
Her intelligence is staggering and she’s a diligent and engaged hard worker,
Her humor is selective and she seems to be quiet and observant,
Her openness is shallow, but she’s agreeable and plans ahead,
Her beliefs are held strong, she’s analytical and logical, but she’s not extroverted,
Her symptoms do not include anything from neuroticism or depression,
Her good side eclipses her bad side, but both are prodigious to me,
Her accomplishments and everything she does is phenomenal,
Her everything is true perfection, in my eyes.

But…

In the deep dark caves of secret in a dark, endless, abyss
oh, how I wish I said something to her,
Her name, a name I cannot say, it’s a blur,
letters perfectly placed together…
To form an appealing and forsaken name.

But…

In the deep caves of secret in a dark, endless, abyss
once upon a million memories,
memories whom I which I can love and hate and change in sensory,
to fit my fantasies, but in abhorrent reality is something
I wish I changed and nothing more than deception.

But…

In the deep caves of secret in a dark, endless, abyss
Once upon a truth,
for those who believe will fall off a roof
onto hard reality and don’t waste time, or time will waste you, and don’t
let fear control you because you can change unless you will end up
in the deep caves of secret, in a dark, endless, abyss.

And…

In the deep caves of secret, in a dark, endless, abyss
lies the one we all know,
and she must show,
us to the false fantasies, because it’s
in the deep caves of secret, in a dark, endless, abyss.

And…

In the deep caves of secret in a dark, endless, abyss
once upon a lie,
and all those who try,
to stay in that fantasy land will come to their emotional demise and tears will soak their soul
in the deep caves of secret, in a dark, endless, abyss.

And…

In the deep caves of secret in a dark, endless, abyss (of the unwise)
is I, who hid to the hall of lies,
and hit that hard wall of reality and has new loose ties,
and I will never get another try,
to get a shot at staring at those blue eyes,
to either never look back or reflect on those million fireflies,
no one will be able to hear my cries,
and those who I thought that are my allies
are the type guys
that took away my beloved prize,
and now it’s my job on the mistake to capitalize,
and to become wise,
for the point to help you and I advise
you to make the perfect girl you love and visualize
her being snatched much to your surprise,
and all that sudden anger and jealousy you better use it to drive
to beat all the other guys, and comprise
a perfect plan for you to get her on your size,
and your mouth with hers under your favorite tree and that annoying beehive,
whilst the kiss is in the beautiful glow of the sunrise.


The author's comments:

I like this girl. I decided to go kind of like a stream of thought poem about her also including a tragic, depressing plot about the past (but you can't really tell what's true or not (this is an unreliable narrator that confused with fantasy and reality), but an advised bright one in the future for the fledgling that comes across the wise one. I made this at 2:30 A.M. at night and pulled an all nighter yesterday so the poem might be a little wacky. 


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