Mai/Me

[Maí Lé Rosà]

As brought up in a muggle world thread somewhere, this is the lil' thing I made up describing Mai.

Seeing isn't always believing,
Dreams hold secrets, she wakes up screaming.

A past of unforgivable pain,
Revenge leaves it's bloody stain.

Somewhere out there alone in darkness,
Someone will tame lé untamable demoness.

Somehow heaven shall find the answer,
The evil trapped inside...

Hell's Princess.

[Teagan]

That definitely fits your character, Mai.

[Maí Lé Rosà]

Sometimes there are feelings you can't put your finger on, sometimes they rush through your insides like a train, their burning headlights melting the flesh you took for granted, the flesh you hide your blood inside, the flesh you hide your heart inside...

Right now, I don't need anybody, I used to say, used to think, used to wish...

Right now, I can't hear you laughing, I used to smirk, used to hold onto the hope that my words could override the feelings, swim with them and plague them with a disease so toxic, I'd never have to sit inside them anymore. I'd never have to dwell in the moment, thinking about what I could have done, what I should have done, if there'd been a chance...

A chance?

What is chance? A breath upon which you can hang your real feelings for a momentary second? Or a splinter of time which nobody but yourself has discovered yet? That space of nothingness between when you sleep and are coaxed to awake by whatever consciousness tickles your eyelids...

Eyelids.

Special things those. We take them for granted too. They can either play limelight to the pretty patterns on their irises underneath, or play veil to emotions that, again, we don't want anyone else to see, feel, or even try to touch...Oh, no, we never want anyone to touch them, no, I never want anyone to touch, me, ever...

I used to always write with a different tense, or a symbolism that resurrected everyone around me, never just myself. I could never handle people thinking about what I might be thinking, or especially feeling, I was afraid, no, I am afraid...Afraid of what? I don't know...Nobody knows...No?

No. Never.

I guess you don't need me, because I dont need you, do I? Because now we're running, no, now I'm running out of time. What will you need when I'm gone? I know you look after me, like I look after you, we need each other, no, I need you. You'll never leave me when you're gone, if you're gone. We have to do something, be prepared, hold onto the fingers of hope and never let them slip between our lips or thoughts...

When you die, if you die, before me, what if I die too?

Where will I be when you're gone?

I know where you'll be.

You'll be catching a train, stepping off the lined platform of reality, and entering the vortex of the train, which will spiral in circles through a tunnel, until it finds the exit. It will follow the thumping in the track, it's wheels screaming like a slaughtered cat down the railroad, it's headlights revealing those pretty irises of sad, sad blue...

I know where you'll be.

You'll be on the train, the Train of Emotion, heading for your next destination, your next stop. Riding on a red, red rail, blinking tears from blue, blue irises under eyelids, you'll be getting off soon...

You'll be getting off at my heart Mother, that's where you'll be.

But where will I be when the train stops?

[Teagan]

Oh, that's true, Mai! A lot of people feel that way, and it's an interesting question.

[Maí Lé Rosà]

... -looks up distantly- Got an answer?...

[Teagan]

No; you choose where to get off, and you won't know where that'll be until it happens. You don't know something until you live it.

[Hikalyn Sarello]

Beautifully written again, Mai.

[Faerlain]

Purrr-fect.

Hehe. ;D

[Maí Lé Rosà]

Thanks again doves. -hugs all-

[Chailyn (away)]

Simply beautiful. You really do have a way with words..

[Maí Lé Rosà]

-extra glomp for Chai- Thankies lovely. ^. ~

[Nefastus Eurus Caelestise]

*praises Mai*

Such magnificent work... I'm totally blown away.

[Kaiser]

...the story about the Knight and the Princess scares me.

o.o

[Dovie(comp down indefinitely)]

Mai, do you plan on getting anything published? I know the general population maybe would look over it, but I would certainly buy it, along with anyone that's into poetry and reads anything of yours, I'm sure.
You should definitely think of at least getting publishing rights for your work. Wouldn't want anyone stealing it because of how beautiful it is (especially the imgry you use..it's perfect, it actually places the reader in the very place you want them to be, and that is the mark of a true poet).
Your work is inspiring... Matter of fact, that last one made me cry >_>
::sniffles and wipes tears away: WHAT? ::sniffles::

But again, your imagery is perfect, and your words so strategically placed that they inspire even the most sloth to write (like me ). ...And now I want to write a letter to my mom -.-"
Okay, I'm going to go write now... You're so inspiring (sheesh, now I never wanna post my stuff, it's so...so..elementary compared to yours, Miss Mai), and for that I owe you. Take Care of yourself, Miss Mai! I hope I can talk to you sometime, that'd be very cool...
(I mean this in the most respectful way)
Melancholy Beauty...that's like what your poems are I guess...melancholy beauty..

[Maí Lé Rosà]

Ohhh heavens...

-is hit somewhere hard in the chest by a fluffy feeling-

Dovie, I would love to publish something, though I can't say I know how...Or that I have enough to be worth a publisher looking at. I'm so happy people can relate to these things I write about, or at least feel them in some sense or another. It means so much to me when people say I inspire them, I love you guys so very much, for everything. You keep me writing a lot of the time.

-hugs Gaflter, Kai, and Dovie- You all seem to react the way I wish the audience to react, so what I'm trying to get across must be working in some way. Thanks for being truthful and honest, and thanks endlessly for the motivation. Dovie, I'll talk to you anytime, send me an IM and I swear on all gods I'll reply. ^. ~

Melancholy beauty, hehe, I like it.