A sleepless day
From the faceless one that stayed behind
Stopped, by a wall made of fear and regret
Blocking all that lays beyond
I turn around
Seeing myself, a mirror leaving nothing else in view
Gazing into a reflection, of a past that once was
Beside that, a flower
But the closer I get, the faster it turns to stone
Staring right at me, forcing me to see
Sudenly, a bell rings and calls upon the day
It is time indeed, time to sleep the day away
Comments
DharmaChaser
The first stanza confuses me. I don't feel that decay fits the imagery.
I read this as "I don't know who I am. I'm scared to move forward, so fear is what's stopping me." The flower is a glimpse of the more fruitful future (or maybe a yearning for the past) but I'm afraid that I'll screw it up if I strive for that future (or I'm not meant to strive for a idolization of the demons of my past). And looking behind me is scary too because, I don't know who that person is. I don't want to live with those demons, that's not me, so who am I?
I LOVE IT.
Aqoun
Decay is not really a word i use a lot so it did feel a bit forced in there.
I've already changed a few thing but still not where I want it. If you liked the previous lines more or if you see something else Let me know.
kt6550
I get the feeling that you are trying to describe a nightmare, and having a problem with that. May you should play around with this, make it more of a free verse, or something along those lines.