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Waking up in the morning
still tired and groggy
rushing to leave the house
throwing on whatever clothes are closest to me.

endless cycle, day in, day out
rushing through my life to do someone else's bidding
then it clicks.
something in my head, and in my heart.

I want more of you, more of us
more time to explore the true nature of life
unbound, free to choose my own speed
today, here, with you, I choose slow
Blue is cool.

   Soft blue waves,
         Caressing the sand
                   Saying it's going to be okay
                                                       -- Calming blue --
                                                                           Still water
                                                              Slight ripples,
                             Causing the water to live

                                                       Blue is not heated.

                                                        Ice cold glaciers,
                                                           Hard as rock
                                                                Slowly melting
                                                         -- Hard blue --
                                                                        Changing ice
                                                                                  Softening heart,
                                                                                           Making the calm blue

                     Blue is understanding, forgiving, and slowing down.
Part of the Living Colors Collection
Colleen Mary Mar 2016
why do I fall so fastly?

haven't I learned I would save myself

a whole lot of hurt by slowing down?

hopeless romantic I am but gosh ****

this shouldn't be as bad as it is.

tired of the single life, terrified of the
dating life: I just want to feel wanted.
Ely Averill Dec 2015
Slows down and see, look,
The world is such a beauty,
One must only see.
Lisa Batchelor Sep 2015
All I hear anymore is:
I can't wait to get through this year.
I can't wait for the school trip in May.
I can't wait to start high school.
I can't wait to start driving.
I can't wait to go to college.
I can't wait for this.
I can't wait for that.
Instead of wishing your life would co faster, slow down. Just live. Just breath. It can wait.
Just live. Just breath. Slow down.
Hailey Ngo Jul 2015
Everybody's rushing around
with one eye on where they're going
and one eye on their phones.

Everybody's got something to do.
Something to rush to.
Something to complete.

Everybody's got limited time
to do all they want to do,
so they rush through all of it
only to find
it feels like they haven't done anything
at all.
Because once you put a time limit on something,
once you rush through something fast,
you'll never enjoy it
as much as you would
if you just stopped
to think,
to really notice,
how short life is,
and how precious it can be,
if you just took the time
to do it slowly.

Everybody's got a place to be,
that they never pause sometime in their day
to put down their phones,
and their plans,
and their wandering mind,
and just realize,
that life for one more day
is something that can never be replaced.
When I was small
   and I knew it all

When life was fast
   and nowhere to go

I just see myself looking back
   through the rear view mirror

And : When "Then" turned into "Now"
And : I'm not so sure about anything now
And : I want life to slow down
And : Last , taking forever to get here

   It was fear looking back
   In the rear view mirror
Christina Feb 2015
our physical bodies are trapped
inside an ever-fluxing cosmos
in this dear hairline crack of time
and yet still our existence is stressed

operate quicker
get there sooner
figure life out faster


that we never stop to think
how shameful we are to rush
in a delicate presence
that is a momentary blush
s l o w  d o w n  f o r  m e  p l e a s e
we are a blush in time,
i know this for certain.
and i don't want to walk so fast
any longer.

.
Revenant May 2014
I just want to bury my face in your neck
Breathe you in
Breathe me out
They're like little speed bumps
Crawling
Sprawled across my body
Slow down
Slow
Slow
No
Stop
Stop
Running your fingers over them
Like they're beautiful
Like I'm beautiful
Elsewhere they're like large print Braille
I'm in love with such painful reminders
Not pain
But the memories
I have a hard time remembe...

Someday you'll see every inch of me
And you'll read between every line
And I will be so ashamed.

You will never know the hatred and the anger behind the ripples you will ever so carelessly run your hands over

I feel a FILTH in my bones.

Oh, my mind,
Be but a flicker of sanity
Leave me be
Leave. Me. Be.

1/5/14
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