Monday, March 18, 2013

If my life was a dark Indie film

This would be the monologue. The big dramatic voice over used to


  1. introduce the viewer to me, the main character, in a non conventional way.
  2. if my life was turned into a crime drama and I somehow end up in prison, this would be played while the crime is being committed, replacing the grisly violent noises.
  3. Or if I were to die, this would play as the movie fades to credits. 
It started off as a poem but then kind of turned into something else. Mostly, this is for Molly.




I was born on a Wednesday, at the end of the month, on a day to remember fallen heroes. I always felt like that was significant somehow, being born on a day to remember the dead. Like maybe that shadow has followed me around my entire life; clinging to me with claws that cut so deep, I imagine they belong there. Hiding in corners and under beds while I attempt to live my life. A shadow of the dead. A mark on my soul. 

It certainly would help explain some of the turns my life has taken. 
Why I can't seem to really love anyone. 
Why I can't stand my reality. 
Why I can never say no to the offer of narcotics, sparkling like the ocean under the sun, promising escape and adventure. 

I already belong to Them. Their memories have already claimed me, and so my life is fated to be clouded by darkness. My heart is bound to break cold. 

And everyone else passes me by, while I am surrounded by shadow. 

One day, I suppose they'll come, with grasping hands and tired smiles, and take me. Then we'll all be shadows, and cling to another girl born on a day that belongs to the dead.