Inevitably, epiphanies hit;
Such a thought's approach was unstoppable
The sounds around me began to omit
Thinking 'bout something once impossible
What if you've already forgotten me?
What if in your heart, I've ceas'd to exist?
So I'll always be just a memory
Remember'd sometimes, but quickly dismiss'd
Maybe all this time, I've been a bother
A slight annoyance, best left avoided
Blindly I wait, your loyal follower
Unaware that I'm one of your hated
Sorry it hasn't been the same e'er since;
So all I've left you are fading footprints. ...
Artist: Enigmatic Eon
Description: This is my first entry in the Arenas, and I just wanted to put one of my favourite poems out here. It's a sonnet, as the title states, but I didn't employ full iambic pentameter; I just made all the lines ten syllables. Please comment and give feedback! Anything is greatly appreciated! Thank you!