Run

The moment is over,

the moment is done.

there is nothing,

you don't have to run.

Time ticks on,

yet never moves.

Words blur,

and actions are removed.

Hidden in the ghost of a forgotten mind,

threatened you to never find.

Dead in your core,

yet yearning; wanting more.

Lost in your own imagination,

sought in your own deadly fascination.

Like clockwork you fall over you own feet,

every time you face to meet,

Yourself in the mirror,

watch as visions become clearer.

taste a memory on your tongue,

there is nothing,

you don't have to run.

Reviews

[Snarfy]

Sinister with a side of hopelessness was the overall tone that came to grew on me as I read through this wonderful work. Usually the rhyming scheme of poems that most people choose kind of gets to me, however, this piece harnessed it efficiently and effectively, ultimately creating a composition capable of gripping the darker side of the imagination.

[Kenneth The Poet]

You are a gifted young lady. Nurture it for all the years you exist. This is a stunning, meaningful and dark piece of work.

[Amit Parmessur]

Another good poem Vinny. Especially the starting lines and the way it flows. The structure too does make it appealing.