Nobodys

• Artist: TheBlackViolist
• Description: My favorite poem i have ever written, , because i started babaling, and I had to change the format alot. maybe I'll put the whole thing out someday....
• Date: 10/17/2008
• Tags: nobodys

Nonexistance, no longer real
superficial truths, like a missing link
we should not exist, not be here
yet we are, what are we for?
are we for anything at all?
are we just to be?
like the number we are given,
one through fourteen?
each one dillusinal
a power, an element, a weapon.
but what are they for?
for good or evil?
do they connect
like a simple puzzle,
or is it more complex?
we died
we rose again....
we are nobodys.

Comments

[TheBlackViolist]

no i addedmyself in a video game, kingdom hearts, im number 14 of ogry 13, or liyxem, the death goddess

[sublime_necromancer]

This piece was interesting. I'd like to see what type of atmosphere/gathering this piece would be presented to. It's original, I'll give extra points for that. You might want to watch the flow of the stanzas though, it seems broken in a lot of places. Um, how is a missing person a superficial truth? Do you mean that, being a missing person is sort of, a lie? Now, I might be wrong, but it seems that the piece is about how it feels to be 14...right? wrong?