Eclipse
So. I wrote this a long time ago, and I've just finally typed it up. It doesn't follow my current style at all, it's really flashy and showing, and kind of emo, but I think I'm going to post it, so you can tell me stuff.
So tell me stuff.
Please?
Eclipse
You are standing in the shade. All around, there are other children playing, but you aren’t. You know something is coming, and you are afraid. You tried to warn them, but they laughed you off, and now you can’t bring yourself to care if this nebulous something is something bad. You hate being laughed at.
And now those playing children are almost adults, and that something hasn’t come yet, but it will. You are sure it will, and when something comes, when they hurt, you will be happy. They’ll see that you were right and they will understand the mistake they made when they pushed you away and the will regret it like they’ll regret nothing else. Because, after something comes, they won’t regret anything at all.
***
I’m shadowed even when in direct light. They glow of the sun, of happiness, of childhood, seems to slide right off me. For a while, I tried to be lighter, tobe seen in the sun, but not any more. Because something is coming, and maybe being in th e shadows will be good when it happens. I tried to warn them, I tried to tell them that something was coming, that it would be here soon, before too long, I tired, I did-but they didn’t listen. They laughed at me. I hate being laughed at.
That might have been when I stopped trying to be a sunshiney, happy, little child. Or, maybe, I haven’t stopped, and I’m still trying, and I’m just failing more an more and-
They laughed at me. I refuse to be laughed at.
Something is coming, but I refuse to be afraid. I’ve lost as much as I care about, and anything more will be welcomed gone, but they still have everything to lose.
They had laughed.
***
It hasn’t been long (it has been the better part of forever), and something hasn’t come yet, but it will, I know it will. It has to. They laughed at me.
They have forgotten my warning, and now they can’t remember why they never meet my eyes, why they look at me with out seeing. I don’t need them, because something is coming, and then it will all be better. I know something, and they don’t.
I still stand in the shade, but I can’t see the light. I look for something, because it’s coming closer, every moment, closer, something coming closer.
***
Something is here. Inside me, And it is here, and it fills me, and it overflows from my heart and brims up to my eyes, and it pours from them. Something is inside me, and I won’t ever let it leave.
Because I warned them. I told them that something was coming, but hey didn’t listen, the didn’t care, they didn’t hear-they laughed at me.
They will never not listen to me again. They will never laugh at me again. They will regret it.
***
When I come out into the sun they were surprised, but they shifted, and looked away, and they didn’t see me. I tell them something is here, that it has come that-
One of them opens his mouth to laugh at me, but nothing comes out. No voice will come from his throat again. He would never laugh at me again.
Someone screamed, maybe a few somebodies. They’re laughing at me. I don’t let them laugh long, because they had laughed at me, and they hadn’t listened, and that were wrong and they had laughed at me. Something was here and something was in me and I would not be afraid. I would never be afraid, something was filling me, sweeping away my fear and my-
None of them were laughing now, they had stopped that screaming laughter, they were quiet, they weren’t laughing now. I they aren’t laughing, but I can hear them laughing, I can hear them, I can hear them, I can-
I can’t hear anything but the dripping.
Did they think it was funny now? Did they, did they, didthey?
I can’t hear anything but the dripping.
***
You knew it was coming-- something was coming. You knew it when something came and was inside you. And then something left you. Something left you, and you were alone, and something was missing, something was gone, and you were alone in the dark again.
You were alone in the dark because something was covering the light, covering the sun.
And then something leaves the sun, and something has left you, and now your in the sun, and there is dripping, and nothing is the right color, and everything is dripping, and something is gone and something has left you and something is not here.
And before too long, you aren’t, either.
So tell me stuff.
Please?
Eclipse
You are standing in the shade. All around, there are other children playing, but you aren’t. You know something is coming, and you are afraid. You tried to warn them, but they laughed you off, and now you can’t bring yourself to care if this nebulous something is something bad. You hate being laughed at.
And now those playing children are almost adults, and that something hasn’t come yet, but it will. You are sure it will, and when something comes, when they hurt, you will be happy. They’ll see that you were right and they will understand the mistake they made when they pushed you away and the will regret it like they’ll regret nothing else. Because, after something comes, they won’t regret anything at all.
***
I’m shadowed even when in direct light. They glow of the sun, of happiness, of childhood, seems to slide right off me. For a while, I tried to be lighter, tobe seen in the sun, but not any more. Because something is coming, and maybe being in th e shadows will be good when it happens. I tried to warn them, I tried to tell them that something was coming, that it would be here soon, before too long, I tired, I did-but they didn’t listen. They laughed at me. I hate being laughed at.
That might have been when I stopped trying to be a sunshiney, happy, little child. Or, maybe, I haven’t stopped, and I’m still trying, and I’m just failing more an more and-
They laughed at me. I refuse to be laughed at.
Something is coming, but I refuse to be afraid. I’ve lost as much as I care about, and anything more will be welcomed gone, but they still have everything to lose.
They had laughed.
***
It hasn’t been long (it has been the better part of forever), and something hasn’t come yet, but it will, I know it will. It has to. They laughed at me.
They have forgotten my warning, and now they can’t remember why they never meet my eyes, why they look at me with out seeing. I don’t need them, because something is coming, and then it will all be better. I know something, and they don’t.
I still stand in the shade, but I can’t see the light. I look for something, because it’s coming closer, every moment, closer, something coming closer.
***
Something is here. Inside me, And it is here, and it fills me, and it overflows from my heart and brims up to my eyes, and it pours from them. Something is inside me, and I won’t ever let it leave.
Because I warned them. I told them that something was coming, but hey didn’t listen, the didn’t care, they didn’t hear-they laughed at me.
They will never not listen to me again. They will never laugh at me again. They will regret it.
***
When I come out into the sun they were surprised, but they shifted, and looked away, and they didn’t see me. I tell them something is here, that it has come that-
One of them opens his mouth to laugh at me, but nothing comes out. No voice will come from his throat again. He would never laugh at me again.
Someone screamed, maybe a few somebodies. They’re laughing at me. I don’t let them laugh long, because they had laughed at me, and they hadn’t listened, and that were wrong and they had laughed at me. Something was here and something was in me and I would not be afraid. I would never be afraid, something was filling me, sweeping away my fear and my-
None of them were laughing now, they had stopped that screaming laughter, they were quiet, they weren’t laughing now. I they aren’t laughing, but I can hear them laughing, I can hear them, I can hear them, I can-
I can’t hear anything but the dripping.
Did they think it was funny now? Did they, did they, didthey?
I can’t hear anything but the dripping.
***
You knew it was coming-- something was coming. You knew it when something came and was inside you. And then something left you. Something left you, and you were alone, and something was missing, something was gone, and you were alone in the dark again.
You were alone in the dark because something was covering the light, covering the sun.
And then something leaves the sun, and something has left you, and now your in the sun, and there is dripping, and nothing is the right color, and everything is dripping, and something is gone and something has left you and something is not here.
And before too long, you aren’t, either.