((This is not really a poem in more of a short story but I wrote it does have quotes)))
I remember almost nothing, it's either I see broken images or I see vividly there is no inbetween, that is my mind. Those who say they would love immortality to avoid death are fucking idiot's, the biggest problem with immortality like mine is well, I still have a human mind that doesn't change. You see, there is only so much our conscious mind can hold before it just.. Starts wiping big chunks out to make more space, the human mind was simply never meant to last so long.( Even if I forget in my mind, I know my heart will always remember. )
I remember some things though, like my family. I think I'm starting to forget their faces, and voices… I remember my older sister and how kind and strong she was, more of a hard ass then I'll ever be, and always had the softest hugs. My little sister is Annoying and had quite the attitude, though mostly to me, but is clever and observant to a surprising degree. My Mom is tough and loving and has long messy blond hair, my other older sister is more anxious but is very much willing to stand for what she believes. My stepdad is annoying and the definition of a perfectionist and can be loud, but he isn't too bad of company I suppose.
I know they would.. They would be disappointed, sad at what has come of me.
Around the time I was around eh.. 400 or so was my end, I remember the moment so clearly, the moment I gave up. I had no one, no one left, i was completely and utterly alone, it came back all i could do was to hurt myself to try and stop it, it didn't work though. I would walk into town and my hands move on their own and this horrible toxic green acid made perly to cuss as much pain and suffering as possible burned through dozens of people like butter as it cackles at me with that stupied fucking grin of its.
So many times.. Over and over and over again…
( even the strongest of us can be broken with enuf time, the pillars slowly crack and break until they become dust. Then the demons can fill in those pillars with their disgusting roots. )
It hurt so much. I'm not a violent person and I don't like causing pain, I just wanted to make people happy and see people happy. One of my biggest dreams was to share my fantasies so they could see and feel them the way I do. I don't know how to feel that anymore, I haven't smiled in decades, I don't even recognize myself.
( have you really forgotten what you did to get here?. the sacrifice you made, the demons you dealt with to save so many, choosing to rather have them hate you to keep them safe, and isolating yourself knowing they wouldn't forgive, letting them have deserved pace… )
Once I quite literally had nothing else to do I moved back into the old castle, the time became warped. There was no telling if hours, days, or years passed though I'm definitely sure that it was many years. I lost my mind in that place, in this place there's only so much of the same echo you can hear before it drives you nuts. Not being around any new opinions or ideas can really narrow down your perspective. It, it can make you make.. Irrational decisions and… and re- regrettable actions.
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