This is my first attempt at an anime related poem.  I wrote it
when I was depressed... which I guess is particularly appropriate for the
topic.  Anyway, it's based on what I've watched (episode 16), so it may
not be entirely accurate.  I'm a little curious to how reception is for
poetry, since I find it easier, and more fun to write poetry than an
actual fic...

	Anyway, comments and constructive criticisms are counted on... :)

Yours,

Ikari Shinji

Pilot: EVA-01
Member: NERV, Security Clearance: **Classified**
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Otherwise known as Kevin Shiue 
or, on Undernet #anime, #evangelion as I_Shinji

http://www.escaflowne.ml.org

----------------------------Begin of Poem (not to confuse it with the sig)

___---Blank Reflection---___

My name is Ikari Shinji
I don't remember much of my childhood,
As the amount I do recall
Is somewhat on the bizarre side, and I
Do not recall any of my early childhood.

Perhaps I was traumatized,
Perhaps I had an injury

Which caused this amnesia:
This I do not know.
What I do know is
My dreams are haunting me.
The pain and agony in my head 
The darkness of my soul I see,
When I peer into myself and gaze
At the inner sanctum of my mind.

My heart is a rope,
Tied around my neck,
Constricting my breathing,
As the beating hardens
And deepens
And my head spins.

My dreams are not dreams, but nightmares.
I am enclosed -
Embraced, restricted beyond recognition,
As my soul is forced,
pushed,
shoved
Into the small shape of who I am,
My identity.

I am as unique as Rei.
My thoughts reside in turmoil,
In chaos, as I
Remember what I have done, and who I
Was.

I remember very little, but I do remember the 
Evangelions.
01.
The artificial number assigned to an artificial being of which I
Knew nothing about.

I was one of the chosen ones.
Lucky, some may say.

They are wrong.
They are right.

There is luck.
Bad luck.

Torment, after torment.
The Angels' souls, existant?
I did not know.
I do not know.

What of the Dirac Sea?
The darkness envelopes me,
Takes me in.
Eats me.

What of my emotions?
I thought I had.
I thought I had
Emotions.
I did not.
I do not.

Agony.
That is emotion.

My agony, my Self.
Speaks
To me, and me alone.

Alone?
Alone?

I am not alone.
Rei is here.
Is she?

Is it truly her?
What is Rei?
Do I know?
Do I care?

Questions outnumber answers.
Problems outnumber solutions.
One important question remains:
One important problem continues:

Why?