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How long is one second?
I move with the flow of time.
Being dragged along like the tail of a sad dog.
The clock continues its steady dance.
One minute is supposed to be sixty seconds but I swear it feels more like one-twenty.
Don’t look at the time...
Such a pathetic victory to see that more time has passed then I’d imagined.
On certain occasions, time will Mock me:
“You can’t make me move any faster.”
It says.
“I will slow down when you don’t want me to and speed up when you do.”
Two old adversaries.
Me and time.
We are well acquainted and I am just as stubborn.
Perhaps I’m not as stubborn as I am stupid because I know who wins in the end.
But I don’t intend to beat time.
I intend to put it in its place.
Before it takes me.
Time will be mine.
It owes me...
It owes me for the days it taunted me as a child, as I stood at the window, wondering if or when my mom would come home.
It owes me for the years I’ve spent. Slaving away at dead-end jobs. Trying to climb out of the impoverished conditions, I’d inherited.
Time owes me... a lot.
You may say time doesn’t owe me ****.
But I intend to collect.
Because I may not matter to time, but I do matter.
My suffering will not be in vain.
You see, I’ve learned one of time’s oldest tricks.
I will write my way in to my dreams.
The same way seconds turn to years.
O... N... E...
L... E... T... T... E... R...
A... T...
you stole my heart with music
playing in the background
while you danced around
flicking paint upon the canvas
as I sat and ate my breakfast
on a warm morning in July
your artwork always made me cry
a beauty I had never seen
while you worked in faded jeans

     then one day you were gone
     no paint, nor sun, nor growing song
     I wondered if I had always been wrong
     or if you had ever been

          so I picked up pen and paper
          and I began to write a caper
          where a thief with rugged charm
          and a smile that would disarm
          robbed every single gallery
          from San Diego to D.C.
          and left a little rose
          which is how I learned my prose
          but soon the wonder faded
          as I grew way past jaded
          but I swear when you return
          my ink will lose its angry burn
          and I'll paint you a bouquet
          and hope this time you'll stay
          my heart won't lose its nerve
          from my mission, I won't swerve
          I'll write a symphony with my words
          ...the kind that you deserve
This is a piece dedicated to the ones that got away.  I'm sure that we have all had that person that we spent so much time with.  Every day our love for them grew and grew without us even recognizing it at first.  Finally, when it hits, it's usually too late or we say the wrong thing and ruin it.  So cheers!  To the ones that got away!
A test, another thing to best
A new you for another day
Sometimes you can't survive the burden
That lay on top of you,
Your shoulders were never weak
Until you saw the path that lay ahead
The mystery of life brings you down
How does someone stay content in the midst of such chaos?
Building yourself up every day
Only to be broken down again
Overcoming your shallow misdemeanours
One day at a time
If there's no bliss at the end, is it even worth it?
How hard must one grovel?
Maybe you've never seen the real thing
Or maybe this is that path you were too afraid to travel
If overcoming is the end result, why must I even bother?
Maybe all I want
Is to persevere,
But towards a tangential goal
The sight of which still seems near
It is too much, I often lose my self
In trying to build houses
Over the grounds of disdain and despair
Maybe all I want
Is to be happy right now
Not thinking too much
About the load that I have to carry
On the road with my dusty soul
I often wonder about could have been
Had I been normal
Not letting my mind into overdrive
Running wild with thoughts asynchronous
Maybe then I could have finally put on a savoury smile
Can't always be proving myself,
I should instead focus on growing myself
To deal with things I've never dealt with before
Tackle all of the unknowns
Trying to hold on to my peace of mind
Never letting go of the grind
What if I lose myself in the process?
What has been the purpose of all this struggle?
Isn't it to find solace in all things uncertain?
Or just make peace with what you had always known
Still not fit for the task, I have got to grow
I have got to rise up, be mature
Get real about the situation
Can't escape anymore
Is it a stronger sense of urgency
Or a deeper sense of complacency
That keeps you dwelling
Upon how things will eventually turn out
Maybe you've always known
Even with the work, you'll probably still end up ashore
In a sea of ghosts
Never once been able to set sail for the treasure island
Don't let the end result bother you, they say
Well, that's the novel approach
You've always been told to stay awake
Never resting, never sleeping
For you might miss your chance
With your ever fading vision
It's getting rather harder to hang on
To the thought of you ever climbing up the skies
Bringing upon a tear down your eye
Regardless, the wheels of change are in motion
You have to play your part,
Even if you feel like a deserted hut on a mountain hill
Like a cactus plant on a long country road
It feels like the strangest thing,
But now you have a deeper understanding
You have to put it all on the line again
Let your purpose be all-consuming
For this time if you fall short,
You fail with a purpose
Of trying to never let go of it
For now, you are closer than where you were before
If I let my sins do the talking,
You'll only hear them say
Pleasure is all you were seeking
Pain is what lead you to stay
Knowing this story of right and wrong,
Of pleasure and pain, of black and white,
Has got no end
Things so often knock you off your spirits
Bring you down
For it was never binary,
But rather multifaceted
It was all the colours that you had found
Maybe that's the only lesson here
Altering your thought process
To walk with different shoes at different times
Always staying on top of each phase
Winning is rather inconsequential now
In the longer run,
you'd have enjoyed your date with destiny
With all its ups and downs
All the times you'd have previously frowned
Now you'll smile in the same place
For now, you learnt how to let go
Of that two-faced coin
Holding on to the idea that experiencing a multitude of emotions
Is still a better result than waiting for the ultimate win
Feeling all the colours of the rainbow after a heavy rain
Abi Apr 3
This is for the students who are losing hope:
The seniors who feel as though their accomplishments are amounting to nothing in the midst of this chaos. Those juniors who were finally going to get to go to prom and already went out and bought their fancy dresses. The sophomores who only got out of bed to see their friends. And the freshmen, what a way to start your high school experience. But to all the students who feel as though their best years are being ripped away from you, I promise you that your success is still your own and your dreams are still within reach. Just because you do not walk across the stage does not mean you have not earned your diploma. Do not give up hope to dance around in a beautiful dress, you will have more opportunities and if not, make your own
Your friends are only a phone call, a text, a Skype away. But don't forget that your family is around as well, hold on to those you love right now.
I know things seem so rough right now but there are still reasons to smile and rejoice.
The sun is still coming up and, as much as it doesn't feel like it, the Earth is continuing to spin and life will go on.
This is for those still out, working to make sure that we can all survive during the pandemonium:
The doctors, nurses, caregivers, janitors, grocery store workers, truck drivers, fast food workers, the mail people, the garbage people, and any essential workers. We see and acknowledge your sacrifices. We thank you endlessly for your devotion and can never repay all that you are doing for us right now. I know that you are risking everything, your own life, the wellbeing of your families, and possibly even your sanity to continue providing the services that we simply cannot live without. Your hard work and all that you are giving up is not going unnoticed nor unappreciated. Please, take care of yourselves as much as you are taking care of us.
I know things seem so rough right now but there are still reasons to smile and rejoice.
The sun is still coming up and, as much as it doesn't feel like it, the Earth is continuing to spin and life will go on.
This is to those sorry few who cannot seem to follow orders:
You are risking so much more than you realize, the worst has not yet struck and you are only fanning the flames. Please, for the love of whatever you hold close, listen to advisories. Keep to yourself. Do not spread this more than it is spreading itself. Human beings are dying in unnatural ways. There are those susceptible who are doing what they can but it really does take an army to fight this war. Stay at home, entertain yourself like the rest of us. This illness of the Earth will not pass if we do not take the steps necessary to let it.
I know things seem so rough right now but there are still reasons to smile and rejoice.
The sun is still coming up and, as much as it doesn't feel like it, the Earth is continuing to spin and life will go on.
To the susceptible, those clinging to hope and safety:
We stand with you (of course 6 feet away masks)
Stay hopeful and stay safe, take your medicine and wash your hands. Let other's know what is going on and do not be afraid to ask for help. There are so many willing to lend a (gloved) hand. The world is so full of fear and the NEWS is overwhelmingly negative. But there is light at this end of this tunnel and you can persevere. Stay positive and laugh as much as you can.
I know things seem so rough right now but there are still reasons to smile and rejoice.
The sun is still coming up and, as much as it doesn't feel like it, the Earth is continuing to spin and life will go on.
The list could go on, there are so many to reach. But to all, do not let this disease be the end of your happiness. So much is being taken away from all of us right now, some more than others. Acknowledge that, but also grow from it. The world has never been a fairy tale, we have all seen that and faced that reality with age. But in these trying time, cling to faith, walk with hope, and take this time to learn. As cliché as it may be, remember that there has to be a little rain in order for seeds to sprout and sprouts to bloom.
I truly understand how bleak this era appears but recall that we are living history, we are changing patterns and habits, we are making new connections (albeit not face to face), the Earth is healing itself, streams are clearing up, pollution is disappearing, lives are changing for better or for worse. This is an event in our lifetime, good or bad, that is happening. We cannot stop what has already made such a huge impact, but we can take it in stride and come together (not literally, please guys) to deal with this as all of humanity faces it.
Go in grace and for god's sake
Stay the **** home.
Wrote this in the midst of having a mental breakdown because my senior year has been completely obliterated.
Everything he had anticipated
A life he invested in
He stands beneath the foot of the climb
All his courage is drowning in a pool of pain.

A deal he wishes he could take back
How he longs to resign from the path he chose.
He now walks alone, ahead of him no track
And into the darkness, he steps.

In a life that he traded his soul for,
Loneliness now accompanies him.
No man to call a friend.
The undertone of regret keeps him awake

this is a deal he wishes he hadn't made
A heart of gold now turned to waste
Hollow, empty and displeased
He is alone.
I once fooled myself with all my might and the words of this poem were the only way to relate how I was feeling at the time.
Reimers Nov 2019
Amidst the lonely night sky
This one star dwells
Its only objective and nothing else
Is to glow and be seen up high

It lingers on the same spot every night
Waiting for someone or something
Even when nothing is in sight
It perseveres to stay and wait patiently

Up there wrapped in vast dreadful cold
Yet it still stays warm and glowing
Is it for a noble cause to be that brave and bold
To just stay there waiting for the unknown
shogunzoe Nov 2019
A life sharpened heart.
Artfully persevering.
Wise beyond its years.

(see original)
Samurai sword sharp.
Heart precise as Chinese stars,
scarred by bullseye darts.
J-Long Oct 2019
Oh man what a day
Why'd life have to be so grey?
As i lay defeated in bed
All i think of is being dead...
I go to sleep,
And i see some water
I take a leap
Into the endless river

Am I floating up?
Or is the sky falling?
I can't tell but the dead
And the living are calling
On one side is my father
Arms open and rejoicing
On the other is my mother
Heartbroken and mourning

I am torn and my heart breaks
I begin to fall as everything shakes
As I fall fast
My bed approaches
Filled with comfort
As darkness encroaches
Kayla Sep 2019
Maybe one day you'll feel okay.
But for now just sit and harbor the pain,
You'll be better for it in the end.
One day you'll be stronger than before.
But today vulnerability is a-okay,

Because in the future nothing will be able to conquer you.
storm siren Sep 2019
No one is chasing you,
But no one is looking to you.

Please love anyway.
Because if you get a say,
We will need you
To light the day.

Who are you,
When no one is around?
Who are you when they're lost?
Who were you when you're found?

Lost, lurking in the shadows,
"We won't back down,"
You grasp their thread tight,
"We can't go down without a fight."

Did anyone
Ever let you believe
That you should be
Loved unconditionally?

Your eyes reflect the sunrise,
Which leads me to surmise
That this was disguised--
That this never felt right.

Yet here you are
Standing so tall
While you bear
The weight of it all
On shoulders so brittle,
On shoulders so small.

You keep moving,
There's no way you're losing.
You'll give it your all,
You'll never stay where you fall.

You reach up towards
Every hope
You're fighting for.
You stretch yourself so far,
Just to comfort the stars.

You hold light within your palms,
If you love one
Then you have it all,
Because love without faith
Is just emotional withdrawl.

You're the hope
That has me reaching,
The love that has me preaching,
And every promise
I intend on keeping.

Because the world keeps sleeping
When support is what you're needing.
So the lights fade low,
You ask yourself
"Where did the time go?"

But don't you already know?
You have length to show,
No strength in rows.

You count the hours,
You call the crows.
So grab your shadow,
Replace your ammo.

You know what to do,
You've got something to prove.
You give it all you've got,
Because you got a lot to lose.
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