Unending Time Poem by Silentpoet Grl
Unending Time
echoing thoughts long to disappear
clock ticking, counting passed time
trapped inside these walls, running
lost and afraid, searching for an exit
strung along the halls faded photos
cherished memories cracked, worn,
time is shattering, broken glass falls
destroying everything that was good
blood runs down these empty walls,
revealing my hidden scars and shame
each day now painfully rewinds again
a shadowy past hauntingly reminding
of whats been done is forever engraved
the cruel nightmares always repeating
chaining me down, eyes sewed open,
forced to watch as life gets torn away
trapped in darkness of tortured time
another single grain of sand dropping
wearily falling through the hour glass
achingly counting this unending time.
Grl, this is beautiful. The words sort of rain down the page. Cascading, if you will. I always want to give you the biggest hug ever, cause your cool! !
Very powerful as always. Haunting in parts, So very well put together. A fantastic poem.
Grand intimidating stuff! Really amazing poem.Congratulations.
All the pains of life can be healed... Time dulls all wounds... Another agonisingly beautiful write...
Wow that was amazing. I love how you put your words together. I think you're going to be a great poet one day.
Very well expressed. Nightmares seem endless, but there is hope, and I wish you well.10
Tick Tock... This poem resonates like one of those grandfather clocks with the wooden box case that sounds out the precision moments of its life. Tick Tock...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 3:26:31 PM # 1.0.0
You know that kind of shutter your heart does when something hits you with that anxious chill and you have to take a deep breath to shake it off? This. This right here does that and it's almost too much at once. Great poem, you just keep getting better.: D