A sestina I wrote for my creative writing class. |
A second as the water drops. A moment in time when you realize how precious life is. A wasted talent now gone eternally. Mistakes were made and now you're an illusion, a symbol of my fading memory. I used to try and fight the huge temptation to break down after you were gone. The temptation to try and relive every single moment. A symbol of my fading memory. I remember how you were so full of life before you were invisible to me. The illusion that will stay inside my soul eternally. The pain I felt inside me is eternally imprinted on my heart. And past temptations come alive, adding to the illusion that everything is dying. The moment when everything changed. We have only one life to live. One chance to be in someone's memory. My irrational fear is you will leave my memory because I thought you would stay inside my mind eternally. Regret runs through me as I hear of your hardened life, so short and full of struggle, and I saw you to your temptations. Fighting through a period of weakness, a single moment of ethereal revelation. So long ago, it's but a mere illusion a point in time when it shouldn't be an illusion. The symbol of my fading memory is always when I lose our precious moments. The seconds, minutes, hours, days and years, eternally resisting our own personal temptations. And hardships that we go through in every life shape who we are becoming today. My life along with yours join together to form the illusion that all was right and good in our past. Temptations rise and fall throughout the world as memories to stay alive inside each other eternally. A second as the water drops, a moment when the temptations of life are easily awoken. The moments that you wish were just illusions, the special memories that will last for eternity. |