4:46 and Counting

4:46 and Counting

A Poem by Nadia Zahran

It changed almost instantaneously

I felt so cocooned within the comfort- so wound up, but emotionless

Back then, I thought I was so consumed, but now I realize I was merely biding my time with empty fillers

And that realization in itself is terrifying-

To not really know your own emotions is like getting punched in the face repeatedly by your own hand


They say things like “everything can change in a matter of seconds”

Little did I know those seconds would last years

Years of crazed manipulation of time, when time itself was the catalyst

People act like time is so precious, but all I do is count the minutes and waste it

Am I unappreciative? I’m not sure.


Time keeps running past me and I am apathetic and desperate to preserve it in the same instance

That greedy b***h has my hands tied, and yet I’m pretty good at undoing the knots


© 2017 Nadia Zahran



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I really liked reading this. Time, whether hate it or love it, is a topic that all people can relate to.

Anyway, very clever poem!

Posted 6 Months Ago


Your words are true.
"They say things like “everything can change in a matter of seconds”
Little did I know those seconds would last years"
Some seconds can last forever. Make us know regret and need in the slumber of living. Thank you Nadia for sharing your amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 6 Months Ago



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Nadia Zahran
Nadia Zahran

Ferndale, MI



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