Saturday, May 21, 2005
11:05 PM
hello.
don has temporarily stepped down from his blog
and has passed it to me.
wait. i see someone raising his hand.
yes? what`s ure questn?
" who are you? "
i`m jessica. pronounced jess-see-ker.
i know my name rocks. haha. whatever.
k i`m bored.
shud i spoil the reputation of this blog by posting an impromptu poem?
as in, a sadistyk poem.
shud i shud i shud i shud i?
i should, rite?
ya okay. let`s do it.
what shud i name it?
thinks long and hard -
one of them -
i remember walking down this street
when it used to be deserted and bleak ( this is a very bad attempt at a rhyme, if u dun realise it. )
and now i`m drifting down it once more
reminiscing my past, and pondering who i could have been.
i squinted. i saw. the rusty old swing in the distant.
the joyful laughter and giggles, the familiar squeals and shrieks
echoed in my mind, reverberating in my head
i think i see. i KNOW i see.
a little girl, without a doubt, the age of three.
a piercing scream resounded in the dark
adrenaline flowed through my being, as i ran and ran.
questions flew through my mind as i flew closer to the rusty swings.
why am i running?
why is my heart pounding so rapidly?
the little girl turned to stare, her mouth agape, her eyes big and glassy
i turned and saw, a dark shadow, it was her shadow.
i frowned, puzzled. there`s smthing amiss.
covering my ears, i hear the little girl scream.
a damp black substance soaking her little blue frock.
it was blood. fresh. red. blood.
suddenly she fades.
away from reality. or was it virtuality?
i feel a deep acute pain at my side.
i clutched hard, feeling blood drain from my face.
i lift my hands, i see them stained.
the truth slammed right into me.
looking up, i saw my shadow.
in her hand, held a bloodstained two-edged dagger.
she was my twin. my very own twin.
we shared the same womb, we were mirror images.
why did she do it to me?
i felt my world spun around me.
her mocking face sneering down at me.
and now i`m back at the swing.
i see little children smiling and laughing.
i`m one of them now.
copyrighted IIIIII jessica*
finished. i`m pooped. so sadistic. bet u all wun understand it.
i dun understand it.
whatever. have fun analysing it.
dun ask me what`s the meaning behind it.
i dunnoe.
i just got the idea from a book i just read.
except that the twin in that book didn`t get killed.
errr. okay.
HAVE FUN!!
basketball!