TIME by JORDYN VIVIERS Time is a stagnant concept, It quickens when we have reached our exposition It runs steadily when we don’t think on it It slows when we hit rock bottom Why? Why make the pain last longer Why make the scars deepen Why make me regret every decision Why fill my head with thoughts of despair and harm Why make happiness a memory A distant thought lost in the web of our past A time we can’t even remember A moment that we long for with all our hearts Time, it ages the young, kills the old, And takes our loved ones from us But yet it holds us accountable for every mistake Every bad decision Every risk we were too scared to take Ever shattered part of our minds, bodies, and hearts That break into smaller pieces Into many sharp daggers itching to puncture the skin To make us break even farther Time is said to heal the broken, But it doesn’t All our pain is just simply put back together and considered healed Even though every part is in the wrong place The wrong position Just wrong It will never be the same again Time gets to do what it wants to us And we deal with it Move on as if we aren’t questioning whether life is that important Whether we couldn’t just end the misery there Make the pain stop Make our bodies, minds, and hearts unable to feel Unable to bustle with the regret of everything we have done in our lives Time, It changes us, Why can’t we change it?
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