Borrowed Time

by 14th   Nov 1, 2018


As I look up, the night sky
I ask an angel who resembles of me
A reflection of self
“How come I’m not dead yet?”
“What is keeping me alive?”
“Is it to better myself?”
“Is it my will to strive?
“The good die young?”
As I get older...
“What does that say about me?”
I’m often forgotten
Mistreated, used...
My heart’s broken
Sharp edges, it’s shattered
It’s only kept together by hope
Hoping one day I’ll get what I want
Forever rest, no more stress
Equals happiness in my death

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  • 5 years ago

    by Darren

    This is sad and clever, asks many questions and gets the reader thinking.
    I love the whole 'good die young' angle. It does make you ponder.
    My only small nit is line two,
    not sure you need 'of'
    so could read
    I ask an angel who resembles me

    That aside I enjoyed reading this

    take care

    • 5 years ago

      by 14th

      Sorry about your “small nit”
      My soul is suffering
      Everyday I wake
      The only time I feel alive
      Is in my sleep
      In my dreams
      I wish I could never wake up
      I don’t know which is which
      Am I asleep? when I’m up?
      Or awake when I’m sleep?
      Reality seems of a nightmare
      And dreams are so peaceful
      Forever my dream is to die in my reality

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