Fifteenth part of the [21 Elements] project, inspired by Final Fantasy Type-0 (Reishiki). I'm playing the game!
This poem is dedicated to [Carlos Louis G. Geronimo], the scythe-wielder of the element...
LXXXV
GLASS
Reflection is shame
That tortures without warning
In a myriad ways
If anyone knew
What would it do
To make me
Take my
Life?
It’s as if I see
A lost image
A mirage
Turning
Back
It’s an illusion
But I believe
It’s something
I have
Known
It’s a memory
That I have shunned
Before this
Day has
Come
And now that it’s here
It’s time to see
What might have
Been my
Past
The perfect shell
Has revealed
Its true
Form
There, in its core
A heartbeat
Echoes
Low
The hope of change
Has survived
Until
Now
Within cracks and
Inclusions
It has
Lived
But now, it
Shed its
Skin
The weakness
Seeping
In
The truth is
Shown and
Seen
No more
Lies
No more
Truths
None
The dark
Glowed
The light
Dimmed
Every flame
Burned has
Died
Every shield
Cast has
Torn
Every path
Made is
Gone
The fiery sun
Disappeared
Amidst
Love
The shadowed moon
Corrupted
Amidst
Hate
Each good and bad
Makes no sense
In this
Hour
There is nothing
Opposite
To this
One
All the prophecies
Erased from time
Without a
Single
Trace
All the memories
Shattered and shut
Away from
The lost
World
All the dangling hopes
Have been cut off
From the will
Of the
Sky
Nothing will exist
At the moment
Where every
Choice will
Cease
The absolute peak
Of all hist’ry
Lies within
The new
Twin
Reflection is truth
The constant battle of life
To not realize
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
