I missed my time
I think I landed at wrong planet
I was born in a wrong era
In fact I shouldn't have been born at allI think...But if there was a time that I belonged to it wasn't this because I'm out of place, misplaced, forgotten, lost, most likely not designed to fit...It is not my time to be here but here I am anyway
Out of spite perhaps? Or just by someone else's mistake?I missed my time
I landed in the wrong hands of fate
Cast out from nowhere to another unknown placeI missed my time
All is left for me is waiting till the hands of the clock will reach its end...
We depend on time
Watching how the clock goes on
Seconds ticking, one by oneWe plan our day, we plan our work, small things, big plans, all in all dependent on the clockHow many hours before we need to go to sleep, wake up and go to work, do routine stuff, appointments, meetings all of it around the clock... We plan our life thinking that fancy clock on the wall is gonna tick for a long time ...
We make time for living, we do not make time for dying, because sometimes we forget that we have an expiration date and we were not made to last...Sometimes the battery runs out, sometimes the clock just breaks down, sometimes the clock keeps ticki...
I never knew you
But it still hurtsIt's been months
But it still hurtsMy heart refuses to accept it
But it still hurtsYou're just one out of the millions
But it still hurtsI could never save you
But I still wish I could
Kissing your shadow goodbye by SuperGirlSwag, literature
Literature
Kissing your shadow goodbye
hands bound
souls entwined
hearts beat in unison
but I'm kissing your shadow
I'm in love with a ghostall roads lead to pain
voices speak in the dark
whispering your name
all roads lead me back
back to the startI gain no wings
but broken ribs
collapsed lungs
marred skin
I gain no peacelost little girl
hands bound
soul unchained
heart broken
body stillkissing your shadow goodbye...
Shadow land
in the shallow light
Deserted in a dream
Puzzled eyes
No reason or right
Lost in the simplicity
and complexity
Of an over idealistic world
No faith or belief
A forgotten truth
As a lie goes untold
Paper inked with love by SuperGirlSwag, literature
Literature
Paper inked with love
I used to write so many things
I used to smile, I used to sing
I used to be so very happy
I used to be
And then you trapped meThe piece of paper
On the table
A little story
Of a traitorWritten lines
On the purest heart
Written lines
To lie aboutI was the paper
You were the words
You violate me
So I got lostI am the memory
You are the ghost
I won't be treasuring
Not anymoreYou inked the paper
You inked my soul
It won't get better
It won't let goThey will retell this story
The piece of paper gonna burn to ash
And we will shine in endless glory
But it will never heal this painful gash
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Trying to get my photographic and writing mojo started :lol: (not that it was any good anyhow, but well )
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Happy (almost) Easter !
SGS
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