Reality

by chrissi   Mar 4, 2006


Everything around me seems to be moving too fast,
I feel left behind,
traveling aback.
The seasons seem to be on forward,
rushing before my eyes.
With the blink of my eye,
everything seems different all over again.
Not suer where to begin,
or how to catch up.
It's all moving too fast,
building up inside of me.
This cluster of emotion,
is blocking the path to pure happiness.
It's all just a blur,
a dream gone wrong.
I call out, but am not heard
my voice is still..
caught in mid-air.
It's all moving too fast.

*i feel caught up in the middle of this life. a life that almost seems like a dream passing me by, as if i dont have time to think, to act, to move along with the tune.. It's all moving too fast, happening too fast*

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  • 18 years ago

    by Andy

    Yup, Its great, but I think that the rhythm needs to be looked at:

    What happens is, as we get to the middle of the poem, the speed increases, everything is building up, it goes with the subject, but I feel we then loose this at the ending. Perhaps keep it till the last line and then release? And perhaps start the build of tension earlier?

    Just my two cents.

  • 18 years ago

    by The heart the soul the love

    Spelling errors it's not to that point as great but it's good keep up the good work

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