If you had the power to rewind the world and restart everything.
What would you do?

Would you stop the dinosaurs from dieing?
Would you stop Hitlier from killing all the Jews?
Would you prolong your loved ones life?

Or maybe.
If your like me.

Would you rewind yourself out of  existence?

                        With love,
                               Kirsten
Impersistence Jun 12
There’s these nights when I go on a tour back to my past.
Taking stroll on all the Shouldn’t have, Could haves.
But isn’t that all what makes us more human?
Mistakes and regrets?
If we no longer had those, we would be too perfect to be called as Humans.
J May 1
Troubles fill your mind
Rewinding to that dreadful place
A sorrowful time
That may never be replaced

Screams
Shouts
And blood all over

Swings
Gyms
And toys long gone

Grim signs filling that empty place
Long nights imagining that gruesome place
Beautiful sun coved with rainy clouds
Awaiting the time spring is set back in place
Grey Wild Apr 24
i wake to the auburn sun
that is dancing
in the cloudless sky.
sudden rush of air
carried morning dew
over my window panes.
over blooming flowers.
the time, a moment
to start things over again.
vanessa ann Feb 15
there was once a tale
of a boy worth living for
and a girl who looked like art

he whisked aside modernities
gifted her a cassette—
introduced her to
a library of hearts

unplugging her
from waves of calamity
submerging her in a world
with the credence
of musicality

his name was park,
and the girl he loved—
eleanor.

i could be your eleanor—
i'd carve black stars
in your daylight
i'd paint a vermillion sun
against your night

you could be my park—
tracing me with your starry eyes
weaving me the melody of the gods
each note a colorful lie

but i’m no eleanor
and you’re no park
just two lonely hearts
helpless in the dark

a cassette tape
playing on rewind
our love takes no shape
only the remains
of what was once
and could have been

after all,
my heart still aches
from the times
i reached over to rewind;
replaying the records
of when you were mine
     [but were you ever?]

for how could i pause?
how could i stop?
when you were the only song
i’d ever loved?

you said you were mine
but now that you're gone—
i'm stuck in rewind
nothing left to define

and though this is long overdue
every syllable remains true—
i wish i was your eleanor
*[and i wish you were my park]
eleanor & park; you & i
Sunshine Jan 17
Some days I wish I could hit rewind
I wish I could take it all back
The fights, the feels, the rush of blood to my head
Some days I look back and cry
I know we messed up bad
There's not enough duct tape to patch it up
If I could rewind it all, maybe we'd be together
Maybe we'd have our own place
Maybe we'd be holding hands
Maybe we'd be
And yet I can't find the rewind button
Because you got up and left a long time ago
Scarlet M Dec 2017
I play his goodbyes
like a classic
broken vinyl,
too many spoken
farewell's
to even fix;
the endmost
pain
i'll ever need,
his
last word
i'll ever hear.
Seanathon Nov 2017
Shocked*
By the passing’s of perfume on a winters day
Wow, not why
Because you used to wear that scent
Ever have that? Where something just instantaneously takes you back?
Maria Etre Nov 2017
I looked at the clouds
they moved
gradually

Then I thought
maybe
I have pressed the fast
forward button
on my life
while the earth
is actually
moving
slowly
Henry Koskoff Oct 2017
things that grow
also shrink
everything rewinds
bigger then smaller
things that stretch and lengthen into a thin wire
also coil back into a ball
things that twist upward
deplete and sag and turn grey
things that are taught and dense
end up loosening
when most things fall
they also bounce up
at least a little bit
its not good or bad
its just true
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