Stuck in time

by Velantra
Stuck in time
It wontd pass by

Times flowing through my veins
Making my body old
Waiting for the clock to stop

Running to my destiny
Despise what lies within it
Desire and lust for a different route

Days, praying time pass quickly
Nights, dreaming of days passing slowly
Turmoil with myself, my soul

I'm in a pool of blood
Slipping and falling
I'm screaming and scratching
Searching for place to hold on

The earth is spinning around me
But I'm standing still
Everything flowing in the distance
Like a river roaring with thunder

I'm screaming, forgotten in time
I was, I am no more
Did everyone forget me?

I want to run in a field
As fast as I can
So fast, that I leave myself behind
The darkness, the death in my veins

I want to go find myself
Before I forget
And I stop looking

The space around me is confused
Like my mind, searching for
Me to, find myself

I'm stuck in time
It wont pass bye
But I dare not wish time away

Wasted life lived
Wasted days
Wasted years

Fantacy of dreams
Curious mind
Imagination

Who I can be,
How it will feel
Then a wave of dispair

Why love what you despise
Why despise what you are expect to love
Why is love not my own choice?

I'm stuck in time
Still time is running away from me
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DavidBokolo

DavidBokolo

June 29, 2016 - 11:27 Hi Val, You almost got me spinning with this poem. It's a strong one.
Dahmie

Dahmie

June 29, 2016 - 20:32 spinnnnnning...... boss got it right
Velantra

Velantra

July 3, 2016 - 08:31 Thanks guys
pies11

pies11

October 1, 2019 - 22:35 Hello i am miss Brenda i have private discusion with you via at(piesbrenda106@gmail.com)

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