Dreaded. Born.

*For everyone who lost a piece of themselves on 26/11/2008, this is for you*

Face to face with the dark eternal night,
All I see is the negative space ,
The shape of the landscape at their back,
And the horizon interrupted by black.
Symmetrical on both sides, like a backwards vase,
A deranged maze all covered in bloody snow,
It could be one, or it could be more than one layer.
Foreground and background and everything in between,
But the hole in the middle I cannot relate to.
The positive life right in front of me,
Like a mirror tiled over that gives no reflection,
Face to face with a fear,
We share no affection.

2 comments:

  Taaneyasinterlude

January 3, 2009 at 5:49 AM

I understood that:)
And it means something:)
thankers.

  Taaneyasinterlude

March 10, 2009 at 2:47 AM

update the blog man!