Changing FastA Poem by NightsShadeWhats the inspiration?
Previous Version This is a previous version of Changing Fast. The thought just slipped into my mind that maybe my life, and possibly yours too, is as screwed as everyone else's. Frankly, it's scaring me, that tiny thoughts like these seize to flee.
The pessimistic part of myself says things like this all the time. She knows all my insercurities and seems to enjoy exploiting them.
My hands shake and my whole frame trembles. Is it right to believe that most of us make it through horrible moments like these?
It still scares me. When the daylight seems to turn darker everyday. When that darkness turns into a void that swallows people and never spits them back out.
Run when the change comes.
Insipration is impossible when your already lost.
Tremble.
Cry.
Scream.
Taste the fear on your lips.
They can smell the fear.
Flee when the pretador sees you and when the crude shadows try to eat you.
Or maybe, it's best to embrace the change. Is it not inevitable? They are faster, molding your mind to be perfect.
Oh, here comes the rush.
© 2009 NightsShadeAuthor's Note
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Added on February 16, 2009Last Updated on February 28, 2009 AuthorNightsShadeSecrets,..., WIAboutI'm a simple person, with simple thoughts and ideas. Don't mind my simple mindedness too much. Note: I give honest reviews, not pointless fluff. Don't feel as if I'm taking a stab at your charact.. more..Writing
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