Time

The ticking of the clock.

The hands move of their own will.

Untouchable. Unchangeable.

We cannot exercise our authority.

We cannot hurry it nor slow it down.

It holds the power. We are simply at its mercy.

Always slow when you hurt. Always. Mocking.

Is it just a trick?. It cannot change speeds.

Constant. Watching. A silent observer.

Wait. Have to feel.

Peace at last.

I've had my share. Now it's my turn to smile.

Fall back my enemies, because I'm still here.

I'm stronger. Stronger than you.

When life gives you nothing, take it.

Take back what it took.

It is not theirs to give. It's a fight.

A war at the extremes.

Don't need to wait for them to see you.

Because you already know.

Ah, time, you allude all.

Clock.

Ticking at its own pace. Should not change.

Will not change.

It just is.

 

Reviews

[ba_mcfarlane]

You keep it tight, you stay on point, no matter how pained the message. You don't use ten words when three will do. No "flowers bowers, showers, hours" from you. None of that dodging.
It's plain, it's laid out for all of us to feel. If we don't get it, too bad for us.

Brilliant. Bravo. Keep it up.

[Dream Weaver]

Time waits for no one...I loved the way you built up
momentum here, like riding a wave into time itself.
Strength definitely shines through in this piece.
Nicely done.

[Just Another Writer]

"When life gives you nothing, take it.
Take back what it took." --this is my favorite line. I'm not certain why, but it's beautifully composed. It just.. flows so nicely. I love the message you're sending, about time moving at its free will, and what's done is done, and how it's unchangeable. Beautiful all around!

[Distant horizons]

Beautiful flow to this, just like the constant flow of time. Really well written.