Time...
My rainbow,
Dresses in colors close to gray.
My mouth still moves,
But the sound went away.
Colors seem to fade,
When my eyes open up..
Time seems to go slower,
Whenever I say I've had enough..
The mirror breaks,
Since I can't stand the sight.
My ears just ring,
I don't want to remember that fight.
Fire seems to heal,
When I replay the song..
My heart seems to stop,
When you tell me it's me who did wrong..
My dress,
Is colored black.
As I walk up to the door,
My mind spins off track.
My home seems unsafe,
When I just watch the clock.
My thoughts seem louder,
Tick.. tick.. tock..
Tick.. tick.. tock..
Time doesn't heal,
It doesn't get better as the days pass.
Time doesn't forget,
Even if everything doesn't last...
-Victoria Marie
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Still The Same
PoetryIn the world of ink, I have lost myself. And now for the readers of the land, I have sworn my oath to pledge my words to all. I have now found my place, and this is where I'll stay. So even after all I have been through.... I'm Still The Same. *All...