This world has been by far the most interesting in a while
Fires, floods, storms, rocks
Every corner of the earth shook by the ever ticking clock
Time has proved to be fragile, a limit to how long we can go
But even so, it's provided a lesson many of us will forever know
Two, zero, two, O
The year the world stood still and burned
We've cried together
We've lied together
And together, we've all died
But with the clock growing close, our eyes have been opened
At least I can say mine has
After these nineteen years of pain and torment, I come to realize why
Reasons behind the meaning of time will heal all wounds
Explanations to the effect of harm befalling and creating those sores
For what happens to us molds what we become
Long before we twinkle in the sky, our souls have been intertwined and written into the fates hands
Like a perfectly woven piece of fabric, we are what creates we
Ourselves are defined by how we experience
How we feel
How we love
Once I saw the world as a vast ocean, violent and churning, daring to pull me under
Time and time again I pleaded for my clock to stop, hands reaching to tug at the hour hands and pause the pain
Letting go allowed the hours to pass, and occasionally I rose from the surface of that deep blue, gasping for air
Along my journey, I swam to distant shores
Of broken glass and butterflies fluttering around my head, gently touching my stomach
Parts of me I thought never to exist shone through the cracks, and my scars filled with gold
Leaving that island felt like a drop back into the storm, and again I felt unsure
Soon my feet touched soft stand, the smell of rose and cherry tingling my nose
Cherry blossoms blooming, the sun shined through the pinks, purples, and soft violet reds
Cascading dozens of water-droplets onto my head
It felt like peace, but with it came the uncertainty of understanding myself
First, feeling loved, and now not sure if I wish to be loved
A story must continue, and so on I went, back into the drip of green turned cyan
Now adrift in the water, I longed to feel again
To understand my purpose, and to believe I had something yet to be gained from this trip
But I was wrong to think the world an ocean
No, for it is more than that
Deeper than the waves, and further up than the blue sky, the world slowly stretched into an endless starry night
Ties cut from those that venomed my heart, a soft hug around the mind that tried too hard, my earth has expanded from the growth I possess
And what but can I do but pause, recollect, and accept?
My time still ticks, for however long I'm not sure, but through words, poems, and songs will it continue evermore
The trust in myself is more valuable than the thoughts of "what if?"
So to satisfy the lust of wonder inside the child within, I promise to keep on searching
Answers are always out there, and so are the myths
But to become one of each is the gift I now wish

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PoesiaA collection of poetry, nothing too special but maybe you've felt similar to these words before. CW: Strong language & themes/suicidal mentions