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A Visceral Collection Of Thoughts: Genevieve of the Deep 24/2/15 10:52 "What if we could be like this forever?" She asked, right before daylight broke through the window. Her gaze fixated up on his lips As they were draped in dawn. He tried his hardest to answer her Sincerely In between yawns "What if we were willing?" Came out from his mouth As she anxiously read each word. "We can't control the winds of time, no more than we can control the depths of the mind. Just slow down so I can be with you. The more time we spend the less we save." She sat up, letting the sheets fall to her navel, Tears welling up, Her heart racing with every gulp. She looked at him With a glance of which to read he was unable. "I wonder if you'll miss me as I already miss you." 20/2/15 9:59 On a train Racing through the night She feels as if her life is being   Led in black and white Monochrome Distractions From colourful Would- bes Could- bes Maybes And disillusions. Glancing down at her lap Upon it, the note from him This is a plunge she's not ready to take But his is a heart she's not ready to break. On a train racing through the night She's distraught Between a decision concerning wrong and right Which path to take Whose heart to break A union so encouraged Yet, such a risk to take. What would she become If she were to take on his name? Would her loss be soothed by potential gains? On a train racing through The night Her mind wonders off to the shore outside Her heart floats along the coast Ready to set out with the tide 12:12 He longed for her For reasons he knew not. He longed for her For reasons she knew not, Yet he made her the most Distraught She had been in her whole life. Time escaped her As he called on her. Her choices seemed to have been made for her. Her family's blessing Her hand to be given away All for the sake of a name. He longed for her For reasons he knew not. She longed for another And sure of his feelings she was not. Was this to be what her life was to become? Was she to settle with someone else who wasn't the one? 25/2/15 20:00 A single rose Awaits her In a vase by the vanity. She sits, Staring into the mirror. Three days prior To a life changing ceremony Built upon disparity. A single rose Awaits her In a vase by the vanity. Her thoughts flood with memories of them. One she loved for sure In spite of his heart being unsure And the one who longed for her Yet she didn't love him And of this she was sure. A single rose Awaits her In a vase by the vanity Dripping in money, name, and social standing. A rose from a good family, However many thorns. A thorn for each month of courtship, Only 3 at that. A whirl wind affair, Her own private hell, dressed up as a grandiose affair. A realisation that all families have thorns. However, she was determined to pick and choose. Thorns can be worth the pain if you let go of that which you hope to lose. She knew this rose was solely meant to wilt before her eyes and she'd only have thorns. A single rose Awaits her in a vase by the vanity. To her left, From the balcony, The ocean calls her name softly. A single rose Awaits her in a vase by the vanity. Suddenly, She gives into a rush of insanity. 13/3/15 10:11 She ran Fleeing down the stairs One after another. She ran As if all of her troubles Were to vanish under the soles of her feet. Knowing not where she was going She descended down the spiral staircase. No time for shoes, No time for make up No time for her hair. She ran Right out the door Tired of wondering if there could be more. She ran and ran Until she reached the shore, She could no longer deny the beckoning of the waves anymore. 18/2/15 12:13 Submerged, Submerged, Submerged. She pulled up her dress and walked in This wouldn't be the last of her This wouldn't be how it ends But somehow this wouldn't be the start of anything either Bubbles of air escaped as she descended deeper and deeper Visions of the past escaped And she plunged further and further Soon the world around her fell to hues black and of gray As she let the world around her slip away Submerged, Submerged, Submerged. That's all she had ever been for an age. Galaxies sprung to life and died around her. All while Her white dress shimmered akin to the tears of those who knew her And yet she was still submerged. She watched as time went by Forlonging the hand that Life held out to her Disregarding the embrace Death longed to bestow upon her. Frozen by her fear Yet illuminated by her passion. It was never the right time for her 11:10 "Waste away with me" She awoke At the bottom of the sea. "Waste away with me" Finally grasping the time she had eluded for an eternity. She wondered how could anything have remained the same For those above her on the shore, For those who hadn't made such brash decisions Leaving all they knew behind In order to buy an ungodly amount of time. "Waste away with me" She was still submerged In the arms of Davy Jones. "Waste away with me" Could she ever really return home? Back to the love from which she fled, Back to the dawn drenched sheets, the one mourning in bed, asking her honest love, one true, If he were willing to spend a lifetime, no longer as one, but as two. "Waste away with me" The voice called to her again. She rose to her feet, Looking to the water above her. Her eyes had never shown as bright As they did in these depths, this night. Pulling on her white dress at the sides She ascended up and out to the tides. The waves washed away beneath her bare feet in the night. She breathed in the ocean air High above the sea Glancing upon the forgone lights of her city Balling her hands into fists As she took in the night air Howling around her. "Waste away with me" The voice called out to her again As she flew towards the shore.   25/2/15 12:24 Soaring Above the town As the waves beckoned to her Searching in the night For the love that had escaped her. Where would there be any trace? How much time had passed? Where had the years gone? Soaring above the town As the waves beckoned to her. She flew as if it were something she easily knew how to do. Her shimmering white dress fluttered In the wind. Her haunting, howling mane swirled around her head. Her eyes, now blue as the seas, pierced brightly through the night, Yet she was still unable to find, The man That she loved for all this time. Soaring above the town As the waves beckoned to her She caught glimpse of a cemetery And began her descent down.
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC
Nayokenza
A Visceral Collection Of Thoughts: Genevieve of the Deep
A Visceral Collection Of Thoughts: Genevieve of the Deep 24/2/15 10:52 "What if we could be like this forever?" She asked, right before daylight broke through the window. Her gaze fixated up on his lips As they were draped in dawn. He tried his hardest to answer her Sincerely In between yawns "What if we were willing?" Came out from his mouth As she anxiously read each word. "We can't control the winds of time, no more than we can control the depths of the mind. Just slow down so I can be with you. The more time we spend the less we save." She sat up, letting the sheets fall to her navel, Tears welling up, Her heart racing with every gulp. She looked at him With a glance of which to read he was unable. "I wonder if you'll miss me as I already miss you." 20/2/15 9:59 On a train Racing through the night She feels as if her life is being   Led in black and white Monochrome Distractions From colourful Would- bes Could- bes Maybes And disillusions. Glancing down at her lap Upon it, the note from him This is a plunge she's not ready to take But his is a heart she's not ready to break. On a train racing through the night She's distraught Between a decision concerning wrong and right Which path to take Whose heart to break A union so encouraged Yet, such a risk to take. What would she become If she were to take on his name? Would her loss be soothed by potential gains? On a train racing through The night Her mind wonders off to the shore outside Her heart floats along the coast Ready to set out with the tide 12:12 He longed for her For reasons he knew not. He longed for her For reasons she knew not, Yet he made her the most Distraught She had been in her whole life. Time escaped her As he called on her. Her choices seemed to have been made for her. Her family's blessing Her hand to be given away All for the sake of a name. He longed for her For reasons he knew not. She longed for another And sure of his feelings she was not. Was this to be what her life was to become? Was she to settle with someone else who wasn't the one? 25/2/15 20:00 A single rose Awaits her In a vase by the vanity. She sits, Staring into the mirror. Three days prior To a life changing ceremony Built upon disparity. A single rose Awaits her In a vase by the vanity. Her thoughts flood with memories of them. One she loved for sure In spite of his heart being unsure And the one who longed for her Yet she didn't love him And of this she was sure. A single rose Awaits her In a vase by the vanity Dripping in money, name, and social standing. A rose from a good family, However many thorns. A thorn for each month of courtship, Only 3 at that. A whirl wind affair, Her own private hell, dressed up as a grandiose affair. A realisation that all families have thorns. However, she was determined to pick and choose. Thorns can be worth the pain if you let go of that which you hope to lose. She knew this rose was solely meant to wilt before her eyes and she'd only have thorns. A single rose Awaits her in a vase by the vanity. To her left, From the balcony, The ocean calls her name softly. A single rose Awaits her in a vase by the vanity. Suddenly, She gives into a rush of insanity. 13/3/15 10:11 She ran Fleeing down the stairs One after another. She ran As if all of her troubles Were to vanish under the soles of her feet. Knowing not where she was going She descended down the spiral staircase. No time for shoes, No time for make up No time for her hair. She ran Right out the door Tired of wondering if there could be more. She ran and ran Until she reached the shore, She could no longer deny the beckoning of the waves anymore. 18/2/15 12:13 Submerged, Submerged, Submerged. She pulled up her dress and walked in This wouldn't be the last of her This wouldn't be how it ends But somehow this wouldn't be the start of anything either Bubbles of air escaped as she descended deeper and deeper Visions of the past escaped And she plunged further and further Soon the world around her fell to hues black and of gray As she let the world around her slip away Submerged, Submerged, Submerged. That's all she had ever been for an age. Galaxies sprung to life and died around her. All while Her white dress shimmered akin to the tears of those who knew her And yet she was still submerged. She watched as time went by Forlonging the hand that Life held out to her Disregarding the embrace Death longed to bestow upon her. Frozen by her fear Yet illuminated by her passion. It was never the right time for her 11:10 "Waste away with me" She awoke At the bottom of the sea. "Waste away with me" Finally grasping the time she had eluded for an eternity. She wondered how could anything have remained the same For those above her on the shore, For those who hadn't made such brash decisions Leaving all they knew behind In order to buy an ungodly amount of time. "Waste away with me" She was still submerged In the arms of Davy Jones. "Waste away with me" Could she ever really return home? Back to the love from which she fled, Back to the dawn drenched sheets, the one mourning in bed, asking her honest love, one true, If he were willing to spend a lifetime, no longer as one, but as two. "Waste away with me" The voice called to her again. She rose to her feet, Looking to the water above her. Her eyes had never shown as bright As they did in these depths, this night. Pulling on her white dress at the sides She ascended up and out to the tides. The waves washed away beneath her bare feet in the night. She breathed in the ocean air High above the sea Glancing upon the forgone lights of her city Balling her hands into fists As she took in the night air Howling around her. "Waste away with me" The voice called out to her again As she flew towards the shore.   25/2/15 12:24 Soaring Above the town As the waves beckoned to her Searching in the night For the love that had escaped her. Where would there be any trace? How much time had passed? Where had the years gone? Soaring above the town As the waves beckoned to her. She flew as if it were something she easily knew how to do. Her shimmering white dress fluttered In the wind. Her haunting, howling mane swirled around her head. Her eyes, now blue as the seas, pierced brightly through the night, Yet she was still unable to find, The man That she loved for all this time. Soaring above the town As the waves beckoned to her She caught glimpse of a cemetery And began her descent down.
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