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Slow Down Time

By Magic Bellmore, Queen of Chaos

Slow Down Time

Time seems to slow down,
I can hear my breath,
Louder than thunder,
I can feel my heart,
Beating like a drum.

The light is cast into a gigantic shadow,
I watch as your eyes go dull,
My breath is coming out in ragged gasps,
You smile faintly,
Letting yourself fall into the unknown.

The ground is flooded with a torrent of tears,
My screams echo off the harsh white sky
I fall to my knees,
Staggered by the loss to my soul.

It is like walking on glass,
Every step away from you pains my heart,
Shredding it beyond recognition,
A lump rises in my throat,
Preventing me from speaking,
It feels like someone ripped my heart right out of my chest.
And time has slowed,
My breath is short,
Bright drops of blood falling into snow,
I feel lighter than a feather,
A hammer pounds on my head,
Tangling all my thoughts,
The angel of death walks slowly beside me,
She waits for me to fall.

And time is slower than ever before,
the snow melting beneath my fiery soul,
my gaze drifts to the mighty hawk circling,
feathers fall and brush my nose.

Time is speeding up,
I cannot hold on much longer,
I kick the snow feeling hopeless,
Death is the next great adventure right?
So why doesn’t it feel like it,
I let myself follow you into the dark abyss.
 

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Being Me

Great write...very well expressed!  I am sure there are many who can relate to this x

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Richard Waters

It is not enough " to turn back time " in pre-requisite activities, to further industry, but, you want to be " Frozen " in the moment, giving it your all. Life deserves respect, and, in time and the space, to move, you deliver statements to harmonize thought with policy. To return to youthful exertions when the " clock " and the " tock " never failed to be on your side.
The " tick " was present to reassure of quality assessment of what was given. At any location. Through careful deliberation on how to get the most out of it. Life then freeing mind and body to delve deeper into " social conditioning " principles, beyond mainstream philosophies, of " that time. " Best known as " formative " spans as well as completely " creative " !!  :)
Here, you let us understand where your heart lays. Showing innovation by reading between lines, as well as " drawing " upon them. To release the " blast from the past " with " pregnant pause " to allow total studies of " human engineering. " However it is wired  !!  No offence taken...by any, I should hope. Considering driving forces within you. To find the best, and, get the most out of any thing.
WHAT, A PICTURE. What a vision. A " screen " of serene evidential pursuit being the veil to hide the desire to feel. The reel, and the " Spiel, " not moving as others perceive, but, in a way you define. You, use " the paper " well !!  :)
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Magic Bellmore

Thanks so much, I wrote this thinking about the times when I only wanted it to last forever.

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