Confusion Within Her Words
Posted at: 8:58 pm
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It no longer seems to give her the content she longs to grasp. Why has it suddenly changed her beautiful thoughts and created a nightmare of fears? Can’t those everlasting words that seemed to ring in her ears continously give her the notice she longs to understand? How has it caused every unreal thing to estrange itself from herself….and now she implores that you reveal the results she seeks…cause she’s waiting anxiously on the edge of her seat.
It all began at the break of dawn, when the roosters awoke for their daily ritual of waking every unwoken beast from their unwholesome sleep. Why is it that today, she no longer felt the same, are the whispers she hears nothing but the winds breeze seaping through her closed window’s cracks? How can the wind blow through these stainglass windows when she never sought the breeze that is chilling her very core… as she lay unresting on the white pillows that tried to give her comfort but only assured her the heart ache she expressed from the weight of world that seems to hold a grudge against her…. but why?
She didnt’ comprehend the spoken words that were like the letters of a child’s unsturdy handwritning voicing themselves on the sheets of the crumpled paper. She wondered hopelessly of how it caused her this grief, but how can such a greatly unimportant thing seem to overtake her every thought and step she took? Was it all along the importance in her world, and did she never know it’s longing as it stood on her dusty, worn out shelf. And why are the four thick bricked walls staring at her in the midst of her anxiety and when she’s feeling infatuated, they glisten their soiled wounds seeking to destroy her rare feelings …… again she asks you why?
“Can you answer her everylasting questions and what might “it” be?”
I know for sure none of you out there will know what i meant by “it” but i love a challenge and i hope you do too..am waiting anxiously for your feedback and your understanding of what “it” may be? let’s just say you should’nt rule out anything that you might first think to rule out…hehe i’m confusing arent i…..that’s what everyone tells me… oh well, i hope the confusing me amused you with her short story….. but do answer her questions she seeks. by the way i wanted to give the character a name but i hate naming character’s so she will just have to be happy with the name i gave her which is just “her” feel free to suggest what name she should be given 😛
confusion wishing you a great day and may all ur confusion ignite when reading my post 🙂
Vintage said,
March 26, 2006 @ 9:07 am
listen.. u write so well, my educated guess for it would be: loss of connectivity to world, but still feeling the need to be in it.
but here is what ifound myself in : “And why are the four thick bricked walls staring at her in the midst of her anxiety and when she’s feeling infatuated, they glisten their soiled wounds seeking to destroy her rare feelings …… again she asks you why?
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we have on thing in common, i hate naming characters as well.. i hate using conventional names.. so i go for animals , or i use names like descriptive : Shine, Dampen, Splendor, Dyfer… no meaning, just a description or an uused word.
Your Battlefield said,
March 26, 2006 @ 9:46 am
thanks, it’s all thanks to my parents who work hard to educate their precious little ones (being me and the others :P),it’s partially from school and then its all about the inution and how the words are from my soul…thats how i see it.
well i do connect to the world, but i’m not in a stable place at all (seventeen and the worries to face going out in the real world), i dont feel grounded so i like to write and create stories out of my worries and troubles
but i love to smile and i love everyone but i seem down dont i from my words, but in person, i can be both, happy and sad but never will you know if i was sad because dont we all have talent in masking our emotions…least most do.:P
oooof, i hate naming these characters, because it would take the fun and curiousty one would have when reading, because some might interpret the choice of the name and then relate this and that how “oh yes of course because its a …..this name.”
oh well, well aside from my ramblings, i love the names you choose for your characters,….what makes you feel the loss of connectivity to the world….btw great choice of words, though i also sense that i can relate to how you feel but only when i;m angry and i duno feeling at loss with something thats …….unknown or blah blah all i say is jibberish 😛 smile and enjoy the day!
thanks again, i never thought you would return to me blog again, most who comment come and go, but i feel that you will stop by from time to time, thank you…
😛
Your Battlefield said,
March 26, 2006 @ 9:48 am
btw “inution” was meant to be “intution”….ooops with my spelling mistakes.
Vintage said,
April 9, 2006 @ 5:09 pm
about name choosing, please read my post: to fall half in love, its way back in march 05 or april 05. that argument i wrote about.
Your Battlefield said,
April 9, 2006 @ 9:09 pm
i enjoyed the way you got the reader into the story and then suddenly recalling something and going into depth and then slowly paddling back to your course of the story of a girl and a boy…i actually read it before..ur quite a talented writer mashallah…bas still i say smile and enjoy life while it lasts your writing shows vast deal of emotions of depression, saddness…well written yet am wonderin what;s depressing you this much?