Personification

The melody plays in my heart
The beat of the piano narrates a story untold
Each note with reminisence of the past
Every single bit of it lingers on.

The neverending railway
The train that runs forever
The tunnel which light can never seep in
Reflection of the confusion that one harbours within

Emotions fill the spaces in a container
Entrapment, sealed up tight.
It rises up, higher and higher
But it never burst, it just keeps going.

A night with the absence of stars
The moon hangs alone
Solitary engulfs the Earth
All sucked into a dimension of nothingness.

I am who I am
A silhouette against the setting sun
Limping and helpless
Clueless with no directions.

I am what I am
Looking into a mirror
With a stranger staring back
Unfamiliarity.

It is what I am
Gazing right through a pink balloon
When a pin pokes
Reality sets in.

I know this poem is weird, and Steve is probably gonna complain over msn/tagboard aboyut how emo it sounds, but I don't care. I usually prefer to write poem which are metaphoric, but its ok. Inspiration and a rush of feeling hits me in class while I was listening to the instrumental of Eien No Tochuu, and the piano just makes me want to write something. So here it is. I apologize if the poem sucks and it annoys you, but I don't care. .....