In a place where even time doesn’t exist. Every little thing has stopped it’s motion Memories once ignored, now reminisced. Waves of the past become a stilled ocean. This realm frozen in time making me crave; Crave reality so desperately. When is it time to be placed in my grave? Was it only just temporarily?Time slips away, I have become insane. Forever stuck in a deserted dream, Trapped and held hostage just to entertain. I hear a shrilling, ear deafening scream, Wake up! Realize time is melting away, Sleepless time? Oh timeless sleep here I’ll stay.
It’s a poem I wrote about what I thought the painting “Persistence of Memory” by Salvador Dali was about. I really love the artist, and I love creating stories to art.