• time race

    by  • July 15, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Inspiration, Waxing Poetic • 2 Comments

    They say I have no past
    But its the only thing I have
    All I remember are the whispers of footsteps approaching behind me
    So then I ran.
    And the stars kept bursting
    Left everything behind,
    Yet whilst I ran
    I kept blurred memories
    In the side pocket of my soul
    They soon faded, replaced
    As ran forward I barely noticed Everything else walked backwards
    Or so it seemed, urging me to stop
    Yet I did not listen
    And the sun kept kissing
    Yet time caught up with me
    Now I’ve stopped
    I am where I am
    But where is here if not the end?
    And the wind kept singing
    They say I have no past
    They are wrong
    They say time is unforgiving
    This time shadows speak the truth
    On to the next dimension
    This time I’ve no choice but to stroll

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    2 Responses to time race

    1. Nods
      October 10, 2011 at 2:24 pm

      Sentiments from my soul and apparently straight into your mind,
      expressed so beautifully…
      Hello Melancholy.


    2. Melancholy
      October 10, 2011 at 9:04 pm

      Do I know you? I didn’t write this but…



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