Little Lambii
Little Lambii
20 hours ago

Although nothing changes,
from day to day
A year later and everything is so different

What is time?
Conar McVicker
Conar McVicker
Jan 4, 2013

What is time?
Time is progress.
Time is regression.
Time is growth.
Time is deterioration.
Time is beginnings.
Time is endings.
Time is everything.
Time is nothing.
Time can't be grasped.
Time can't be stopped.
Time heals all wounds.
Time ends all things.
Time is limited.
Time is infinite.
Time can't be defined.
Time can be experienced.
What is time?

#time   #question  
time still hasn’t healed all of my wounds
Amanda Helm

One day it was you
and then, the next day….
it wasn’t.
time still hasn’t healed all of my wounds

What is time for

What is time for
our tasks at hand?
Is time a value for
a new life at hand?
Is time a new
beginning for your family?
Is time a start to
learn in school for grades?
Is time to get
a job at will?
Is time a time
for a persons death?
Its time you
and I to
start something new?
Value you time well for
it will come in handy someday.

"I don't like Time"
Kimmie Johnson

I heard a lyric today
It said,
"I don't like Time"
I think I understand that
But I can't tell if I like it or not...
I like it when it's moving fast,
but only when I'm at work
God forbid it's moving quickly during my
free time.

I don't mind getting older,
but sometimes I hate it when
people age with me.
Like...My little cousin just graduated college.
When did that happen? Wasn't she in 3rd grade yesterday?
When did she get so mature...and when did I get this old?

Time is strange, but I'm strange too.
I guess we'll just be strange together.
Since there is no divorcing time,
my perpetual wedding ring
is worn in the folds of my skin.

I think I broke it. I've spent so much time waiting for someone or something or to
Laura Mankowski
5 days ago

How do you know who you are?
You start asking at such a young age and I've never met anyone at any age that has an answer.

Seems like there's just what you do and what you don't do. There's who you love and who you don't. They say the opposite of love isn't hate, it's apathy.

I keep getting older. We all keep getting older, but I can FEEL it. In my bones, in my muscles, in my brain, in my heart.

More like what's left of the pieces of my broken heart.

I think the worst part is I think I broke it. I've spent so much time waiting for someone or something or to find me that I broke it trying to defend it.

Sucks really.

People love me and I am too terrified to love them back. I'm too afraid that if they see the whole me they'll leave, so I hide.

I live in a carefully structured, carefully hidden life, in a small room, mostly alone.

It's time to live. It's time to live now.

#love   #life   #living   #time  
If I had a time machine I would always set it to the sa
Mar 10

If I had a time machine I would always set it to the same date, August 3rd, 2012.
To that sunny afternoon when I was oblivious of who you were,
to the exact moment when you casually came out and opened up a beer.
I wouldn't change a thing, I'll just relive the couriousity I felt towards you and how nervous I got when you sat next to me.
I would go back and try to figure out why I decided to stay up all night with someone I had just met
                       and I would do it all over again.
I would still show up the next day to my 24-hour shift without a minute of sleep because I knew then I had hit a breaking pioint,
                      where there was going to be a different me before and after you.

#love   #time  
*She fell from time*
Kelly Rose

She fell from time

Lost behind the many masks
worn to protect a fragile heart
finds her falling out of time
her voice silenced
seeking solace, she does not find
oblivion she's found
no hope, nor sorrow
no joy, nor pain
just nothing...
she stumbles
seeking a way out
back to reality
where time matters
as falling out of time
slowly steals
her life's essence

Fear leaves me lifeless
facing pain and sorrow
breathes life within me
#time   #masks  
pulling you through the needle eye of time

pulling you through the needle eye of time

over my shoulder the dawn,
and the city’s scrapers sky glass have turned pastel

the sun has had a great time
being an agitated red eye
infected and watering, pooling and flooding and


the people asleep and the memories stain
with spells
promises and prayers

all infinite, and finite
wary of sentient
and one

drowsy hive mind
reoccurring dreams- a drive thru memory
passing through with
intermittent lucidity

#time   #travel  

The past is in the present,
The future is a part of past,
The present is a part of future,
The past is a part of present.

Like a travel bird
With a broken map,
Never knows where to go...
Never knows where is it...
Always lost on the sky....
It can't be able to find the land...
The Land of Happiness.

Even if the clouds are gone,
Even if the sky is shining,
The happiness is hiding
In Pit of Mind
Where all memories hurt.

#poem   #future   #time   #past   #present  
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