Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The Simile that is My Existence

I'm like Ice.
Crushed.
Cold.
My state manifest by my own doing.
I'm like a Rock.
Hard.
Disfigured.
My state manifest for my own sanity.
I'm like Your Mother.
Loving.
Gentle.
A Bitch.
My state manifest by my need to feel love.
I'm like a Cloud.
Filled with rain.
Drifting.
My state manifest by my unwillingness to look at reality.
I'm like a Fence.
Guarding.
Strong.
My state manifest to protect the inch of innocence left inside.
I'm like Your Worst Nightmare.
Haunting.
Real.
Showing you all you've created.
It's a wonderful situation to feel.
It's a natural state of being to cope.
Coping with the feelings we want to erase.
To erase my memory would be to erase times I'd experienced these same feelings.
Maybe, had I done that these states of being would be new.
However, These states are all to familiar. For lack of my own better judgement I'd throw myself to the Lions. To be eaten alive from the extremities to the core. At my own expense. Seemingly having no effect on the heartless.
The ones who have treated us in a heartless fashion teach us to do just the same to others.
Watch out World because a Heartless Ellorin is the best creative force imaginable.
What will come from me is the expression of a hurt so deep it couldn't have been possibly elicited by one person.
I am like The definition of Insanity repeating the same action expecting a different result.