Time

rbrower

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Time is a curious thing. It goes on, no matter what happens.
Every second of every day passes, the hands of the clock circling around continuously. It doesn't matter what fills up that time, whether it's happy or sad. Even in the moments where it feels like our world is crashing down around us, time marches on, becoming the pulse of our lives. Seconds pass, minutes pass, days pass, years pass. We learn to move on, to smile again.
That doesn't mean that our lives will be filled with constant happiness though. There are sure to be tears and moments where crying on the bathroom floor is the only thing that we can do. Frustration, anger, depression will all pass through us. We lose things, people that are important to us. Over time, we get so accustomed to those who surround us and what makes us love them that, when they graduate to bigger and better things, we can't let go of them. We hug them, never wanting to let go. We are scared that we will ultimately lose ourselves if we lose them. We feel as if, when we stand in front of a mirror, our reflection will no longer be there. We are scared that we will lose sight of who we are over time.
Tears form in our eyes when we think of seniors who have graduated and moved on or loved ones who have passed away, leaving us with only memories to keep them alive in our hearts. The truth is that we never lose them, though. They are always in our thoughts. We will always have our memories of them, and chances are, if they were meant to be in our lives, they will reappear over time.
We can't dwell on the past, because all it is truly is time that we no longer have. We have to keep moving forward, to keep our eyes on the horizon. We have to look forward to the bigger and better things awaiting us. Some things are meant to happen, some things meant to be lost. We have to learn to accept the losses in our lives, to see endings as brand new beginnings.
The sun will continue to shine. Our reflection will still be there whenever we walk past a mirror. We never will let go of the pain that we experience, the people that we lose. We shouldn't have to let go of the people that we love, the people that mean the world to us. But when they take the next step in their lives, no matter where it shall be, we have to let them keep on walking. We have to let them move on. We will experience the love, the hate, the happiness, the anger, the envy, the fear, the success, all of it. But we will experience it, we will smile, we will laugh, we will cry, all over time.


Edit: Please don't shy away from discussing this. I will not be hurt by any comments made. Also, if you have anything that you've written that you wish to share with the wdwmagic community, you are welcome to do so here. :)
 

rbrower

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Sorry, I just felt the need to post this tonight. I hope that enjoy it, and I hope that you have a great night. :)
 

rbrower

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Very nicely said, Bob!:wave:


Was it written for any special occasion or something?
Thanks Evan! :)

I was missing a few special people in my life, who were all leaving for various reasons, and I had a long car ride with nothing else to do. That's when this was all created. :)
 

rbrower

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The 3 Trolls enjoy reading the work of a fellow troll.:fork::lol::lookaroun
It's a troll thing...but what if one of the goes Smurf?
:lookaroun

I don't think anyone besides the three of us will get that. :lol:


Oh, and more work:
Shadow

The sun is shining bright outside, hitting hard against the pavement.
I notice the shadow of everything, trees, white picket fences, people.
I’m beckoned to go out, knowing how pleasing and appealing the light would feel on my skin.
I take gentle steps towards the door, my hand outstretched for the .
Trying not to focus on anything in particular, I keep my head up as my legs pound into the ground, one following after the other.
Everything is so satisfying, the casting light, the aroma of flowers, the sound of children playing in the distance.
For once I am happy, knowing that everything is alright.
But then I look down at the ground, and I realize why I was frightened to begin with.
My flesh curls over as I notice the lack of a shadow on the ground.
Only pure sunlight is behind me. There is nothing else there.
I can’t help but feel like something is following me, something dark.
All of my burdens are gone. They have disappeared just like my shadow.
But they aren’t far away. They are watching, lurching over my shoulder, waiting for the perfect time to strike.
They are a slithering snake, waiting to consume the innocent prey.
It is almost as if my soul has been consumed, taken away from me.
My hands shake as I run back inside, running away from the light.
The darkness is much more soothing, no traces of why I’m different, why I lack so much.
I know what they would say, but they are wrong.
I’m not paranoid. There is something there, something following me.
I shrug it off, trying my hardest to become distracted by something else.
Still, I can’t help but wipe the damp perspiration off the back of my neck and wonder.
Will I ever find my shadow?
 

EPCOT Explorer

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It's a troll thing...but what if one of the goes Smurf?
:lookaroun

I don't think anyone besides the three of us will get that. :lol:


Oh, and more work:
Shadow

The sun is shining bright outside, hitting hard against the pavement.
I notice the shadow of everything, trees, white picket fences, people.
I’m beckoned to go out, knowing how pleasing and appealing the light would feel on my skin.
I take gentle steps towards the door, my hand outstretched for the .
Trying not to focus on anything in particular, I keep my head up as my legs pound into the ground, one following after the other.
Everything is so satisfying, the casting light, the aroma of flowers, the sound of children playing in the distance.
For once I am happy, knowing that everything is alright.
But then I look down at the ground, and I realize why I was frightened to begin with.
My flesh curls over as I notice the lack of a shadow on the ground.
Only pure sunlight is behind me. There is nothing else there.
I can’t help but feel like something is following me, something dark.
All of my burdens are gone. They have disappeared just like my shadow.
But they aren’t far away. They are watching, lurching over my shoulder, waiting for the perfect time to strike.
They are a slithering snake, waiting to consume the innocent prey.
It is almost as if my soul has been consumed, taken away from me.
My hands shake as I run back inside, running away from the light.
The darkness is much more soothing, no traces of why I’m different, why I lack so much.
I know what they would say, but they are wrong.
I’m not paranoid. There is something there, something following me.
I shrug it off, trying my hardest to become distracted by something else.
Still, I can’t help but wipe the damp perspiration off the back of my neck and wonder.
Will I ever find my shadow?

Very nice, Smurf.:lookaroun:lol:
 

rbrower

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4th troll here approving of much poetry. :D
Thanks! :lol:

I thought that I had scared everyone else away for a little while...Evan and Nick just know that I'm like a big 5 year old, so they aren't afraid to respond. :lookaroun
:lol:
 

harveyt0206

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While I don't think I am a "troll" or a "smurf" (although I do love those little blue folks) just wanted to say "well done". Time is a thief and everyone feels exactly as you have described from time to time. I worry about time and loss often so this spoke to me. Have a great day.
 

rbrower

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While I don't think I am a "troll" or a "smurf" (although I do love those little blue folks) just wanted to say "well done". Time is a thief and everyone feels exactly as you have described from time to time. I worry about time and loss often so this spoke to me. Have a great day.
:lol: That was a very nice way to introduce yourself into the conversation. :D

And thanks! I appreciate your kind comments. :)
You can be whatever you want to be! :lol:
It seems like you should break into song and dance....:lol:
 

EPCOT Explorer

New Member
While I don't think I am a "troll" or a "smurf" (although I do love those little blue folks) just wanted to say "well done". Time is a thief and everyone feels exactly as you have described from time to time. I worry about time and loss often so this spoke to me. Have a great day.

You are now officially a poetry Troll. #5 to be exact. Don't fight it.:lol:
 

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