Shimmering reflections
A thousand smiles
Angel perfection
A girl with style
No Recollections

Misty memories
A thousand knives
Hunting gallery
Lost his thousand lives
Black as emory
No Recollections

Crimson-stained floor
A thousand sparkles
Fooling all
His shining baubles
And from grace he falls
Black as emory
No Recollections

Silent night
A thousand not
A guiding light
No man spots
Out of sight
And from grace he falls
Black as emory
No Recollections

Once
Long time ago
In the past

But now
No Recollections

01/05/2003

Author's Note:

I met a girl who smiled at me. Still could see the thousand reflections of her smile in the shimmering water. But why can't I remember who is she? Where did I met her? I have no recollections of this memory. No recollections.

My memories are hazy, foggy. But I can see a thousand knives hovering, their victim, me. Like a prey in a hunting ground, for each knife into my heart, I die. A thousand knives, and so I die a thousand times. My life is dark as emory. I can't remember why do they want to hurt me. I can't remember why. No recollections.

I cut myself. Staining the floor with my gushing blood. The lights reflecting off my spreading pool of blood. My sparkles in life, my false cheers fool them all, friends, family, no no lovers have I. A world so dark, no lovers I remember. I can't remember why did I kill myself. I can't remember why I hurt. I don't want to know. I don't want to remember. No recollections.

This night I left the mortal world. All was silent and peaceful. There is a thousand things I have not done. A thousand words unspoken. A thousand regrets. There was a light in the distant. But no one except me can see it. Maybe it is death, to guide me to my final destination. But, but, I killed myself and it is sin. I was a good man, but now I had fallen from grace, but fortunately no one sees my fall, I hope. It is so dark now. I can't remember, I don't want to remember. I don't have a thousand unfinished things, a thousand unspoken words, a thousand regrest. I don't remember, so I don't have. No recollections.

Once, very long time ago, in the distant past. I was happy. I was alive. I could remember. But now, everything fades away. I'm dead. I breath no more. This is not my world anymore. I can't remember. But it doesn't matter anymore. I'm leaving and I don't need to remember no more.

Posted on 01/05/2003
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