Racing Time

"People said I've changed to much. Well, here's the truth. I grew up. I stopped letting people push me around all the time. I learned that you can't always be happy. I accepted reality." ~ Unknown

"Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what's to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn't have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves...for growing up." ~ The Wonder Years (TV show)

"We grow neither better nor worse as we got old, but more like ourselves." ~ May Lamberton

"We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today." Stacia Tauscher


Racing time,
speed of light.
Trying to finish,
what I write.

Remembering yesterday,
when things were okay.
To make things better,
I just had to pray.

The days have changed,
minutes disappeared.
The universe became,
exactly what I feared.

Praying won't help now.
God won't hear my screams.
I'm trapped in my mind
of butterfly wing dreams.

Remembering your face,
like you left yesterday.
In reality, tears fall,
onto my pink rose bouquet .

Chasing the past,
I'm losing the race.
Never to win,
if I keep up this pace.

The friends that have left,
the scars have been made.
As the clock ticks away,
my memories all fade.

Even music fails,
at keeping the past.
History is happening,
too extremely fast.

I try to write the memories,
but I cannot recall.
I hide from the hurt,
as I build higher my wall.

My mind has been destroyed,
by the depression deep inside.
I can't get over how things have changed,
moving along with the tides.

What happened to the little girl?
She sat upon the swings, flying high.
Today, I can't get that little girl back,
no matter how hard that I may try.

People left, people died.
So many people lied,
ignoring the fact
that I sat there and cried.

Rainbow fanatics,
dreamers crushed.
These pasts few years,
have been too rushed.


"And when we get home, I know we won't be home at all
This place we live, it is not where we belong
And I miss who we were in the town that we could call our own
Going back to get away after everything has changed

Could you remind me of a time when we were so alive?
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?
(Everything has changed)
Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind?
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?" ~ Franklin, by Paramore
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y8gWE3BKPvc

Reviews

[☯]

I really felt for this poem and I think everyone feels that life moves too fast at moments. Sometimes we lose hope in ourselves, we want to be saved from the depression we're in, and nothing feels the same. I also like the song quote you put in the end, I love Paramore. :)

[Helpless]

Remembering yesterday,
when things were okay.
To make things better,
I just had to pray.

i know how this feels

[brenda]

this is super good i am feeling like that amd i know how it feels i loved this !!:)

[ButterflyWonderland]

"butterfly wing dreams."

I love it!

[panheadpigments]

So good. I love it.

[Kesha]

This poem is just like a giant memory to me, like you're looking back almost and you realize your life is such a rush and its true cause mine is and I hate it lol anyways a wonderful poem all in all

[Alicia Hirshey]

This is amazing. I loved it.