Time | Teen Ink

Time

May 25, 2019
By Anon_poet_ BRONZE, Lexington, North Carolina
Anon_poet_ BRONZE, Lexington, North Carolina
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Too youg to do anything

but teeth quietly

unable to see his mother's wings

a poor, poor woman

fighting silently

she quieted her fears to care for the child

putting on a smile, when he's near

losing her hair

while

hidding the brush

time passes

blurs

in a rush

now its too hard to hide

what has happened to her

body

and

mind

the child realizes her limited

time.


The author's comments:

i write poems that may seem dark or deep. but i build my tales off myself and people i know, seeing and feeling them fall from a matter of reasons. may my story be able to help someone dealing with a simmilair problem


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