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time's current, forever merciless
I wander, along the halls,
From yesterday I depart.
Not by volition, nor with anger,
For inevitability is my future.
Yet fear remains uncovered,
By an otherwise painted smile.
I long to linger with your past,
Against the currents I wish to swim.
Let not this precious now,
Become a speck over horizons.
Only for a breath can I dwell,
With time too short to count out loud.
The present that surrounds me,
Will soon be merely memories.
If I forget, in the minute of the end,
Have I lived this moment at all?
This void was once your constant carry-on,
Yet misty words no longer fill the space.
I long to maintain my eternal depth,
With hope that the current will rest to calm.
Thoughts fade away before they’ve begun.
Until time’s sand trickles no more.
Is it ever so wrong me to wish,
To forever live a lie or two?
Should I laugh with joy in a broken world,
Or patch the self with the silent path.
Cracking my own code until I’m betrayed,
I desire for no one to take the helm.
Back I walk to the halls of yesterday,
Your portraits hazy forevermore.
If those are moments I once lived,
Why can I not turn back the clock?
I scream
but time still ticks away.
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This piece describes the loss of another, and the wishes to remain within the past. Time flows and it doesn't care for those memories others hold dear. Remember those who are precious to you to prevent time from ripping them away forever. Memories will make us who we are.