Time Flies

Time Flies

A Poem by Chloë R.
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(From prompt "time flies, but she kept breaking its wings"

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Time flies, but she kept breaking its wings. She twisted it and distorted it to whatever she imagined,
She was infinite.
The girl decided she would never grow up, so she didn't.
She decided she would never get older when she heard those noises
Down the creaky stairs she crept, in her nightgown
Shadows shouted each other in the distance
When she looks back on that memory, she imagines them as shadows
If they were, then her father's hand would go straight past her mother's face
There would be no blood.

She planted the trees where the soil shrunk and the Earth withered, reviving it back to life
She was pure, compassionate
The girl realized she wanted to be pure when she saw those boys pushing a figure against a wall
Watching as the figure cried and begged to be let go, but their words were more powerful than their punches.
Their words were daggers, repeating what generations and generations before had said to those they believed below them
She wanted to scream, to save him.
When the girl reminisces this, she sees the boys as wolves and the figure as a deer,
But she realizes that she was a wolf too, because she did nothing to stop it.

She flew amongst the stars, defying science and gravity.
She was everlasting, ethereal.
The girl decided she would become a spirit when the darkness crept on her
It told her that the nightmares were true
All she had to do was let them go,
Let herself go with them
When she thinks about this,
She sees herself as an angel
And the darkness as Lucifer
She sees herself holding a sword, and surviving against temptation
Yet that was not what happened.

She slept on the sun, so no place would be dark,
Every corner was touched with lightness
The girl decided she would be bright a long time ago,
When the biggest shadow of all came to her and told her that everything was going to be okay,
That he was proving to her that he loved her
By forcing himself upon her
She would close her eyes and imagine the flowers,
But the flowers were cold and the Earth was destroyed in darkness
Yet time didn't matter to her anymore
She would remember it forever

© 2015 Chloë R.


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Added on July 29, 2015
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Chloë R.
Chloë R.

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A Story by Chloë R.