Phantom Posted May 21, 2003 Share Posted May 21, 2003 Note: Abstract in Nature, do not view unless you have an open mind. I am alone. I am alone.. I am alone... I am alone.... I am alone..... I am alone...... I am alone....... I am alone........ I am alone......... I am alone.......... I am alone......... I am alone........ I am alone....... I am alone...... I am alone..... I am alone.... I am alone... I am alone.. I am alone. I am alone.. I am alone... I am alone.... I am alone..... I am alone...... I am alone....... I am alone........ I am alone......... I am alone.......... I am alone......... I am alone........ I am alone....... I am alone...... I am alone..... I am alone.... I am alone... I am alone.. I am alone. I am alone.. I am alone... I am alone.... I am alone..... I am alone...... I am alone....... I am alone........ I am alone......... I am alone.......... I am alone......... I am alone........ I am alone....... I am alone...... I am alone..... I am alone.... I am alone... I am alone.. I am alone. I am alone.. I am alone... I am alone.... I am alone..... I am alone...... I am alone....... I am alone........ I am alone......... I am alone.......... I am alone......... I am alone........ I am alone....... I am alone...... I am alone..... I am alone.... I am alone... I am alone.. I am alone. I am alone.. I am alone... I am alone.... I am alone..... I am alone...... I am alone....... I am alone........ I am alone......... I am alone.......... I am alone......... I am alone........ I am alone....... I am alone...... I am alone..... I am alone.... I am alone... I am alone.. I am alone. I am alone.. I am alone... I am alone.... I am alone..... I am alone...... I am alone....... I am alone........ I am alone......... I am alone.......... I am alone......... I am alone........ I am alone....... I am alone...... I am alone..... I am alone.... I am alone... I am alone.. I am alone. I am alone.. I am alone... I am alone.... I am alone..... I am alone...... I am alone....... I am alone........ I am alone......... I am alone.......... I am alone......... I am alone........ I am alone....... I am alone...... I am alone..... I am alone.... I am alone... I am alone.. I am alone. Forever. It seems. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epitome Posted May 21, 2003 Share Posted May 21, 2003 Whoa, normally I would think that this was so dumb but those last word forever it seems hit me. I like it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vicky Posted May 22, 2003 Share Posted May 22, 2003 Hey, I just noticed if you scrole down fast the dots look like a pulse rate! LOL! (Bet you knew that) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phantom Posted May 22, 2003 Author Share Posted May 22, 2003 Initially, it was just to keep the person wondering how simple my mind was. Once they get to the bottom, they realize why the hell I made it soooo stupidly long. I guess its one of them visual applications of a physical/emotional anguishing...shitzt :( Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sara Posted May 25, 2003 Share Posted May 25, 2003 [size=1]Pulse rate...now, that would be really interesting. Have the dots going up and down in the actual pattern of a heartbeat, and then at the end, have it flatline..[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KittyLynn Posted May 25, 2003 Share Posted May 25, 2003 [FONT=century gothic][SIZE=1][COLOR=dodgerblue]For a while I thought this was going to be stupid, but the last two lines, it hit me: "This poem actually means something". Surprisingly I loved it! :) Keep up the nice work. -CL[/COLOR] [/SIZE] [/FONT] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Avatarofkaine Posted June 18, 2003 Share Posted June 18, 2003 Maybe it is just me, but is there meant to be an element of irony with the fact that all the lines of "I am alone" are accompanied by others, much as those who are alone in life are always in the presence of others who think themselves alone? Or was that just me? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest dayday Posted June 18, 2003 Share Posted June 18, 2003 That pulse rate was cool. The really took me at the end. Forever is a long time but ever is even longer. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted June 19, 2003 Share Posted June 19, 2003 I love the pulse rate thing. It was kind fun to read with wandering when it's going to end. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darkness Ruler Posted June 23, 2003 Share Posted June 23, 2003 Yippee for you. Guess what? I'm alone too. And those who do not believe Life shall take them in their wake And love shall deceive. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Brasil Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 For a creative work about being alone, try this on for size: "Well. It's happening. I always had this nagging suspicion...this...feeling in the back of my mind, that I was going to disappear. It's happening. Yeah, definitely happening. I'm losing touch with everyone I know. I think the only way people remember me is when I call them. I'm starting to disappear off people's radars. I'm starting to blend into the crowd. People don't even see me anymore. It's like I'm not even there. No matter where I go. I feel like a chameleon. Maybe I never existed to begin with. Maybe this was all just a hallucination. Am I even real? All these memories I have...elementary school...middle school...high school...college life. Are they real? Do you ever get that feeling, where you're not sure if what you know is true? Where you're not sure if your life is yours and your friends are real. Maybe they're all just figments of my imagination. I was in a car accident back in April of last year. Everything seemed different after that. Like something wasn't gelling correctly...wasn't connected...wasn't solid. Am I really dead or in a coma? And all of this is just, fake? Maybe I drowned in that swimming pool when I was younger. After all, I don't remember anything after that. I only remember kicking and thrashing and screaming, then nothing. It's a total blank. My reality--not reality. NON-reality is starting to unravel. I've always had that feeling in the back of my head that this wasn't right. Something about my life always bothered me. I always felt uneasy. Are any of my experiences true? Did anything in middle school, high school, and college ACTUALLY happen? Or am I just imagining everything? Am I just imagining the friends I've had? Am I just imagining they're signed on to AIM? I'm not high or anything, either. Definitely not high. I don't mess with that ****. I am alone. Alone in every sense of the word. Romantically alone. Emotionally alone. Physically alone. Mentally alone. People are forgetting about me; people have forgotten about me. I knew it'd happen. I was never really there to begin with. I wonder if I just go travel across the country...the world, if anyone would realise I'm not around. I don't think anyone realises I'm around right now. Does anyone think, "Hey, I haven't seen Alex in the longest time. I wonder what he's up to." No. I'm being forgotten. I'm drifting off into obscurity. Well, they're just my high school friends, right? I'm sure I hang out with my college friends. No. I don't know any of my college friends. I don't get together with them. I don't hang out with them. I'm not there, too. I'm not there, anywhere. No matter where I go; there I'm not. It doesn't feel good to not exist. I don't really blame anyone for not talking to me voluntarily. I'm not really interesting at all. I don't hold conversation. I don't tell jokes. I'm ineffectual when it comes to social situations; and social situations have become few and far between. I haven't seen any of my friends in...oh...5 months now. Sure, Jenn and I hang out a lot, but I'm her last resort and she's my only person to hang out with. Travis Bickle calls himself "God's Lonely Man." He's isolated, alone, removed from life, pretty much disappeared into the background. Am I saying I'm Travis Bickle? Probably. He's the only person I ever felt like I knew. He's the only person that I thought would understand me. And he's a ********* movie character. Do I really...is it really a good idea...should I really be in this "real world" at all? I'm totally not there around real people. Spring Concert, was I there? Nah. And I did go, too. Post-performance stuff, was I there? Nah. And I did go, too. Campus stuff, was I there? Nah. And I did go, too. Does this matter? Nah. I'm always in my own little world. Usually not by voluntary choice, either. I wonder how much longer it'll be, until I blink out of existence. I'm being erased, forgotten. I, disappear." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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