Contrast worlds, disbelief
Unfiltered eyes, I see...
Me!
Morbid,
mortal,
aged....
frailty
Time, like sand against stone
Youth... is gone.
Unable to escape… me, behind me
Fogged, nostalgic shadows continue to be
Like chain and ball following me
Silhouette targets once stumbling blocks
Leer hauntingly into tomorrow’s clock
Gray tide washes in, tinting infant mane
Rolling into my mirror, cracking its frame
Is it in my mind what I see?
Or
is
it
really…
Me!?
A contest entry
- Time is Tearing me Away by thorlorn thanatos.
490 points, ended August 11, 2007, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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A great poem about ageing. I think everyone can relate to this.
It really shows how upsetting it can be to realise that time is overtaking you.
Well written, I like the layout.
Thankyou and good luck in the contest!!
Ryan
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