A Poet's Fantasy

Short and Scary

Moments.
They're short-lived.
They're scary.
Even though they're so small,
you can never how much emotion they will carry.

Let it be betrayal,
Let it be grief,
Let it be sadness,
Let it be anger.
What's that, you ask?

Well, that's the feeling of hopelessness.

You lose all hope,
you lose all faith,
whether in yourself or the people around you.
I say,
That is most dangerous thing of all,
the feeling that makes you reckless and angry,
the feeling that drowns you in sadness and kills all your mind.

You get your weapons ready,
you get your army beside.
You lift your sword above,
about to make a war cry,
In war against the people that betrayed you.

When...
you hear it,
you hear it above all,
you hear the voice loud and clear,
you hear the voice through all the feelings you had.

You hear someone,
you hear someone-No.
You hear your knight,
you hear your knight as he closes in.
You hear your knight as he apologizes.

He holds your hand,
he holds your mind.
One look at his crystal blue eyes,
And suddenly, you aren't so blind.

And as you blink,
you transfer back,
From the black hole that had sucked you in,
to the light that pulled you out.

Alas, it was too late,
By the time you realized that it wasn't a pull,
but...
a...
push.

You barely hear him,
his last words, as he whispers by,
'Never come back.
No one belongs here.
My friend, time, will take care of you.'

'Leave.'
'And Live.'
'If not for you, then for me.'
'My last wish Is to see you happy.'
'Goodbye A...'
And then, he disappears, he disappears into the dark...forever.

Let me know what you think...I'm proud of this one :)

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And I found another one I was going to submit, but didn't. So here it is...it's a bit long so 😅

Moment-themed poem
I sit amused seeing my past self,
Seeing my decisions and seeing my thoughts.
Time really does change a person,
Let it be their perspective or them itself.
So as I sit today remembering the things I did,
I also now have things I wish to undo.

Once was a time I felt isolated,
when nobody talked to me,
and when I felt used.
But I then realized,
that the demons in my head were trying to take control,
to corner me out and give myself up, willingly.
The same people I felt was isolated by,
pulled me out,
out of the deep ditch I was falling into.

Another was the time I was in rage,
when I wasn't respected,
or when I wasn't paid attention to.
But I couldn't realize anything,
I was blinded by my anger.
I still held on,
believing that time would heal me,
and all I had to do was hold on.
Foolish.
Unfortunately I realized,
the branch on the cliff was loose.
I thought I was done for,
I thought I was doomed,
I thought this was my last time,
and I was fighting a battle I was bound to lose.
But then it came,
and it pulled me back, yet again,
a person, apologizing.

It's amazing.
Amazing to see what few words and a little time can do to a person.
How they can change them.
The people I hated in the past, I can forget now.
The things I did then, I fe
So I hope that you don't do anything in the spur of the moment, and can keep your calm.
If you do, know that it is a gift, as they say, 'Patience is a virtue'

*Here's a quote I found in a book*
'No one in history every choked from swallowing their pride and apologizing