Thursday, July 7

Time

When time stops
Time flies
I stop in my tracks
And I feel like I'm going to die

The hands of the clock
Keep moving -
They don't stop.

I try to run away
As far as I can
Because I cannot stay -
The ground is like quicksand.

But wherever I go
You creep into my mind
Whatever I do
You turn up in my sight.

I want to stop this
You said you loved me
But after we kissed
You didn't want me

I cannot forget
The kindness you have shown
Now I feel like dying -
This is the fruit of the seeds I have sown.

When will this stop?
When will this end?
When can I finally run away
And escape this enveloping sand?

At first you brought me joy
But now it's turned to unease
As though my love was planted in soil
Soil that brings only disease

My heart aches
As the days go by
My eyes are red
As I lay on my bed and cry

Have mercy on me,
This, of you I implore
Leave me alone already
So that we can end this once and for all.

4 comments:

  1. Hello, i think your poems and stories are awesome! but who are you anyway? (:

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  2. My name is Adler. Thank you for the comment. I really appreciate it. Thank you so much.

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  3. I'm not twenty, I can tell you that. But my age is up to your imagination.

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