Time will not stop—
And the clock doesn’t pause—
When you do.
The
Earth revolves
While you sleep,
And the sun
Keeps shining while you are in
The dark,
While you cannot
See…
When you rise
In the morning,
Do you count the
Hours,
Minutes,
Seconds, until
Your eyes close again?
Every moment has passed the
Second after.
What is one thing that always stays?
Tell me now, for I’ve grown blind to
The light our darling moon
Casts upon us in the dark.
I drift away with my soulless sleeps
And time…
Time slips through my fingers.
About the Creator
Alyssa Gammell
I like to write things with gore but also dystopian things like powers and stuff. I dabble in poetry.
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