the clocks tick. and they tick. and tick. and it never stops. it seems like the only thing that doesn't stop. why doesn't it stop? it's constantly running, why doesn't it ever get tired? i'm jealous of time. it just keeps going. it never slows down, it always keeps a steady pace, even if our brains convince us that it's moving at different speeds at different times. so... why doesn't it ever stop? it keeps running, but from what? what is it running from? is it trying to chase its tail? trying to catch something it had left behind? and yet, it is unable to stop, it's unable to go back and catch what it is chasing. or maybe it's running from something, and it's been running for so long, that eventually it learned how to keep a steady pace, just enough to keep up, but not get tired of running. maybe i am not jealous of time. maybe i feel sorry for it.
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Poetrysome may not make sense. appreciate my honesty and emotion. UMBRELLA TW FOR MENTIONS OF MULTIPLE THINGS! -ed -addiction -sexual assault/rape -self harm -intrusive thoughts -gore -and slight mentions of being manic • if your triggers fall under any...
