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“It's a lot easier to be lost than found. It's the reason we're always searching and rarely discovered--so many locks not enough keys.”
-Sarah Dessen

"Happiness doesn't come from doing what you like, but rather, loving what you do."
-Becca & Scott (JC & AC)


Sunday, November 18, 2012

Remade


Author's Note: This is my prediction piece for a Language Arts assignment. I have taken an old poem that I had wrote (the beginning section-- italics) and added to it as a prediction, and then concluded with a little response about the piece. Enjoy, and feel free to comment!


The moment you stopped to care,
I had already turned my head and locked my heart.
Lives just stopped and stared,
I was gone.
That memory of you saying my name,
So vague, distant, replayed in my mind like a movie.
Yet everyday treated like a game.
I'll show it love.
The times you tore me down,
Creating another twist, turn, in the maze.
There's only one way out.
I am lost,
All because you have the key to my heart.
The directions to the game.
You know the way out of this maze.

I'll turn left,
Right.
I'll walk from you,
To you.
I'll play nice,
Mean.
I'll move 3 spaces,
Or 4.

The moment you stopped to care,

I live, half-alive, in a world of my own, now.

I had already turned my head and locked my heart.

I will leave you, the way you left me--

Lives just stopped and stared,

Pounding on my steel door.

I was gone.

Fighting.

That memory of you saying my name,

For a chance to live.

So vague, distant, replayed in my mind like a movie.

But you have thrown away your chances.

Yet everyday treated like a game.

All that's left now...

I'll show it love.

Is...

The times you tore me down,

Hatred.

Creating another twist, turn, in the maze.

Revenge.

There's only one way out.

Remorse.

I am lost...

And you will be too.

All because you have the key to my heart...

That is now in my hand.

The directions to the game...

That you have forgotten.

You know the way out of this maze...

But not for long.





Have you ever been in a relationship or in a situation where someone you love, or want to love, has done something wrong… and you forgive them? Then, they either promise to never do it again, they promise to fix what is wrong, you let them be in control? I personally have been in this situation multiple times, which sparked the inspiration for this poem. The first italicized portion of this piece is the original poem, then anything in regular text is a response to that, or a back-and-forth format with the original or with itself. This piece basically states that you can't rely on others to fulfill their promises, and you really have to be in control of you-- a very good life lesson. (Then, again, this piece talks about revenge and that isn't really the way to go in life… that section just adds some spark and drama!)

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