Time

Time

A Poem by Alis_Died_in_Wonderland


time moves so quickly
but so slow when you dont want it to
like you are stuck in forever
but its only been a minute you've gone
through
its like everytime i hear your voice screaming
at me
i can hear every single word crystal clear
i can feel the vibrations of your movements
near
but all i can think about is you shutting up
all i want is for you to leave
you to leave, not for me to go
because this empty shadow
is the only place i have known
its the only time i am willing to say no
so dont waste your breath
and dont waste my time
i would very much like it if you got out of my
life
and got your own
no matter what you say
my cap will always hang low
the river of my tears has run dry
so my sorrows, you can drink no more
time moves quickly, i agree that it does
not only moments ago i was less wise and i was
young
your words made my heart clench,
to keep my world together
my fist would then clench
i'd feel that buzz, you'd be hurt, i'd be better
then you'd run your mouth
tell anyone not to show me any love
yes that little scratch that i caused by your ear
never once stoped you from hearing what you
wanted to hear
hearing
people telling me things you told them to say
seeing
the things they would do to me night or day
and that little scratch went away
but those memories, in my head, seemed to
stay
but as time went on,
i learnt to numb the pain
and as time went on,
the things they did to me
seemed like just another boring day
stop standing in the door of my life
either you go
or you stay
your big ego is taking up all the space
blocking the ones trying to get in
so please move out of the way
i dont know if i will ever change
i seriously dont mind staying the same
i dont know if i will be okay on my own
thinking too much doesnt make me feel normal
until then
i'll keep my cap hung low
listen to the music
and just drown out the noise
even though im not smiling
im feeling better than before
because i know time heals or kills
all lost souls

© 2015 Alis_Died_in_Wonderland


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Added on April 10, 2015
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Alis_Died_in_Wonderland

Zimbabwe



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