Heartbeat
Fleeting, quick.
Gone as fast as it came.
Each beat, one moment.
Lost.
Please,
Don't lose this one heart beat.
Don't waste this one moment.
I don't want it to mean nothing.
It means everything.
And it feels like eternity,
Wrapped in seconds.
If only it'd last
Forever.
And we'd never separate,
Heartbeats,
Beating together.
Fear
Head pounding, he doesn't want to die.
He doesn't want to lose himself.
He doesn't want to lose.
It creeps slowly, searching for his unprotected heart.
It finds him, and
RUSHES, FLIES, ATTACKS!
He screams, his mind broken, his body untouched.
And as it assaults him, it growls, and moans:
"I am here for you, pale HUMAN, FEAR me, for I am the BRINGER of your doom. I am HERE to SUCK away all you hold dear. FEAR me!"
He turns, and closes his eyes in fear.
And he sees home.
Sees his family.
His life flashes.
And he turns, his eyes bright with strength,
And he has the strength to FIGHT.
To LIVE.
When it is only inches from his face,
He bursts out with all the strength he can muster,
knowing the slightest hesitation means death.
And he YELLS:
LEAVE me now, FEAR. LEAVE me and NEVER curse me again with your PRESENCE!
LEAVE me and NEVER return to me! NEVER!
And as his voice rises,
FEAR becomes weaker.
He continues bellowing at FEAR,
It shrinks back,
Until it dies away.
And the current problem aside, he lays, his last thoughts.
Although we can't rid this world of FEAR,
We CAN and we WILL live free of it.
Even after DEATH claims us himself.
Ask for an explanation if you cannot decide on what it means to you, or if you simply wish to see my point of view on this.
It is far better to grasp the universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring. -Carl Sagan
Times change, worlds change, but people, people never change.
What had started as an arduous project is now one of my passions. I love to write; this is where I try to paint pictures--with words. I'm a sophomore in high school, if you're wondering.
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Also, I experimented with the capitalization in Fear, please comment on whether it adds or subtracts from it. Thanks.
The first piece really speaks to me. It has lots of emotion which really draws me to it. I'm confused on the second one, which makes me like it even more because it reminds me how many different meanings a single piece can have to different people. So, can you please explain the second one to me?
The second one is a man alone in.. a room(let's say because I honestly have no idea). He's confronted by his own Fears, and he struggles against them in his mind. In the end, he fights his Fears off by stoutly telling himself,or his Fear that he doesn't care for it, and he won't let it get in his way. And he doesn't, but still, Fear is around us, but we can only live by living without total fear of the world around us, and at some point we're going to have to assure ourselves we'll continue to live.
I'm not sure if that makes ANY sense at all, but it's the best I could do :\
I really like the first piece! There is a lot of feeling and emotion in it coming from you. The second one confused me at first, but once you explain it, I get it. I do like the way you capitalized fear, it's almost like making it a person(personifying I think).
I too favor the first piece. It has a complete sense to what it wants to achieve, and sets out in a clear way to do just that. the second one left me lost at times, and I think part of the reason is that there is a lack of some structure. Now, even if you want to write open form, you want to establish the music of the language, a cadence, whether it is purposefully out of tune, or off beat is fine, but there always needs to be some sense of pattern to it or the reader just gets lost. All art is based on our ability to sense, search for, and appreciate patterns.
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