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Ever wonder what happens in less than a second?
Every picture changes in the blink of an eye
That always happens when I think
I cannot be the only one who sees that
As I believe somebody hears me sing
Or sees me write

My thoughts are the only things that fill
The dead silence around me
Like looking through an empty room
And seeing all matter once within
I walk through an aisle and at the stage
Find somebody who seemed to share my thrill
Singing, passionately
Forgetting all about her gloom
Reminding me of my sin
Committed by my rage

I can imagine others there, like she does
Lost in our thoughts, we can hear music
And see changing lights
Whilst I look back on all of which she reminds me
I stand around in a ghost town
Under rain cloud, not caring that I would get sick
No soul is in my sight
So alone that the rain could be me, crying forever
And I wear the tuxedo I had for the occasion that I hoped would come

I can hear a voice
She tries to help me
But the sound is unclear
I cannot bear when I made the wrong choice
With her, I knew what I could not see
Now all I see is tears
I look behind, and there are others
I had seen them before
Did they come into my life again
Or are they not really there?
They seem to feel nothing, not even the rain
Whilst we exchange stares
Quietly they turn their backs
And slowly walk away
I turn as well, still standing in one place
I rapidly change my attention
I must not be alone but only one face will stay
Even if I decided, it would have been too late

Just as I thought I would be alone, one more comes
'Tis only a girl, young as I remember her
Our eyes meet, and each of us know the other's presence
Yet we stare like we see ghosts
For that moment we forget where we are from
And all that, to us, matters
As I fear, the vision becomes evanescence
She leaves, paining me like I lost something for that which I cared
And as I try to follow, I fall to the damp ground
Reminding me of my grief

I turn over, trying to deny this being my fate
I feel the continuing tear from coming up too late
From spouting my hate
And seeing others degrade
Ere long, a flash of light pierces the grey
And all that I see is gone away
The rain seems to cease
As the blank space increases
Then there is nothing around me
And I cannot feel the ground, like there is no gravity
Is this how lost I will be?
'Twould seem that I am wrong
For I see a hand fill the space
And it reaches out to me
I know to whom the hand belongs
I know that I am right
For I see the arm, the body, the robes, and the face
But she could not be here
She reaches out, but this cannot happen
I wanted to help her, so how can she help me?
I was the reason for her terrible fate
Even so, there must be a way to return
Still lying on what I think is the ground
I raise out my arm
'Tis like a time when she was still around
We unite as my metal hand touches her soft one
But then I once again feel the harm
The hand is gone, and so is she
I return to reality
And look at my hand
Whilst I feel the rain and forsaken land
And once again the pain of loss

The music comes back
I remember the melody perfectly well
I knew the song as an act
'Twas the first time I had danced with my lover
The moment we danced together
I hoped that 'twould last forever
That night with the two of us at the ball
Even the moves, I knew all
The time to love
But we were interrupted
By a montster's sabotage seen abrupt
I knew what he wanted
That was why I challenged him
I was not the same
For I bared my inner demon like he did

Sith then, I knew of the true feud
Leading to battles that seem to have no end
Whilst I still had my love, I kept on fighting for her
And my destiny
Though nothing I did, led to slaying my enemy
Why was I so determined to win?
All my actions led to a deadly sin
No matter how it is said

If only I could see the lady again
If only she could have hold out
But there is no end
Did she really reach one?
She was in a tight grip
And I held her tight
To stop her from slipping away
She saw no light
She let go of my hand
And let the force pull her into unbearable darkness
In my hand however, were claws
She gave them to me
Is that pendant the last of her?
Once again, I reveal my demon
With a terrible pain in my heart

And I cry like never before
I feel the anguish
The sound I make is inhuman, but also human
Away from my memories, and back into the dream
I stand in the same place
Now with a somber face
I let the tears fall from my own eyes
But will the rain conceal them?

Can I learn how one feels because of how I feel?
Myself and the woman on the stage, caught in our own illusions
Memories with dreams--is it all real?
Is it right to know what to believe?
This sad song brought tears to my eyes
After all my actions, will I again rise?
This woman taught me so much
But I turn and leave the room
If thoughts cannot fill and empty stage, what can?
For the last second of the song
She had to have seen me
Though I was out of sight
The longest poem I've written yet. It's also a short story. This is really about what I imagine when listening to Nightwish's "Ghost Love Score". It goes very well with a character of mine. It's such an amazing song. This is how I first came across the song:
This was completed on the same day as the drawing I put up on this night.
It's a bit like "Inception", because of thought within thoughts, but if you read carefully, it should make sense. However, I hope you enjoy it either way.
When listening to the song, I picture myself in an empty theatre listening to Tarja sing on an empty stage, and I know that she's thinking about the band with her, like it's a concert.
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WildwoodWanderer Featured By Owner Aug 21, 2016  Student Digital Artist
This is beautiful!
Agent36496 Featured By Owner Aug 21, 2016   Writer
Thanks ^^
MarcoHerrera Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2016  Professional Digital Artist
Agent36496 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2016   Writer
Heh, thanks :bow:
jkstrlphinaestrd1780 Featured By Owner May 1, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
This is very lovely.
ArthurRamsey Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2015  Professional General Artist
Agent36496 Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2015   Writer
Thank you :)
Chavaleigh Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Good work! I really enjoy dark, emotional writing like this.
Agent36496 Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2014   Writer
Thank you :hug:
Chavaleigh Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome :)
dearmisskitty Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2012  Professional General Artist
This is amazing! It's hard to write poetry without it sounding like you're trying too hard. But this is not the case at all! I can't wait to read mor of your work. :D
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