my heart is beating,
time is passing by
slowly, too slowly.
the wars inside of me
are keeping me alive,
or maybe not.
my heart is beating
the hours are speeding up now,
maybe i'm just growing older.
the wars inside of me
keep tearing me apart,
fast, too fast.
the dream i was envisioning
is turning into something else.
maybe i'm not here anymore.
time keeps passing by,
the wars are never ending
and something is missing.
i may be living in slow motion
or maybe dreaming too fast.
i know nothing anymore.
Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 3:33 PM UTC
my heart is beating,
time is passing by
slowly, too slowly.
the wars inside of me
are keeping me alive,
or maybe not.
my heart is beating
the hours are speeding up now,
maybe i'm just growing older.
the wars inside of me
keep tearing me apart,
fast, too fast.
the dream i was envisioning
is turning into something else.
maybe i'm not here anymore.
time keeps passing by,
the wars are never ending
and something is missing.
i may be living in slow motion
or maybe dreaming too fast.
i know nothing anymore.
the remastering of my poem from march 2014.
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