Topic: poem

Have you ever woken up in a sweat from a dream you cannot forget? Have you ever regretted a night when you yelled about a life? I remember getting ready to bed, I was only just a kid. Let's say about around 5 when I yelled about a life. ...

I can feel a string pulling me in a display case someone built for me. I'm youthful here forever and with that comes beauty and impurity. Dancing in my heart a clock ticks to the same beat. Each beat is a second on the clock and every second the clock beats faster. I dance in excitement over this clock echoeing in my vacant head. Everything had moved from my limbs, all the blood pumping to and back to my heart. The repeated rhythm goes faster. And for that, a heart becomes fragile. Smother it ...

It's all a matter of time. Before all is know. Love is what it is. Our true fate will be shown. ...