Time's Vengeance.

The night engulfs me
In a dark nightmare.
I fell through the shadows
Into a featureless prison.
There the light did not enter;
It could not have chosen to.
I took a bewildered step
And saw the fading impacts of time.

It startled me.
I whirled.
There it was, 
Taking its sweet vengeance.
I thought of my past misdeeds.
None of them mattered,
As it stood with an accusing glare.

It fired death to people around me,
And I saw, 
As they were gone one by one;
I tried to comprehend
But got trapped between reality and illusion
No matter how I tried,
The Time stood glowering at my devastation
As I crumbled like a statue,
Curling into a helpless ball.

Whimpering, I prayed,
No one answered.
However Time hurt me;
It allowed me to rest
And I found my past wounds healing
Though they left unfading scars.
Those were the evils of Time, 
Where no pain could be forgotten.

I tried to hold on to the glimmers in the darkness,
But they slowly faded away
How time has hurt me so deeply
But by making me forget?
Of these, no traces have been left;
They all had been washed from the shore
By the never ceasing tide.

In the clouds of the blueness
I took on a new existance.
There tears painted my dreams,
Forming them into a vivid reality.
Masking the truth and showing me lies
I soon got used to Time and its Vice.

I learnt to exist without living.
The pain no longer existed;
Yet I could feel Time's wrath.
It breathed fiery breaths into my face.
I thoroughly understood what it wanted;
How it wanted to tear me apart
I smiled an insolent smile 
And spread my wings, 
Ready to soar.

There those claws could not touch me;
For it was the dream of tears.
I awaited for it to shatter;
I knew then Time could show its true face.
I was confused by the dream I lived in,
For it held me safe in its cradle
As the stars were within my reach
And the nights were always gay.

I found a distant Angel;
I prayed it was not part of the dream.
So beautiful,
Its gorgeous redness
As it stood amidst the crowd of infinity.
I crawled to my feet,
Feeling my wings dematerialize
As I gaze towards an inner self
Where I hoped Time would be kind again.

Yet as I peered out of my dream;
What little could I see?
Time yet took away a wild Purple Rose
And washed away the beauty of a distant Misery.
There I found my resolve,
As it died out with a washed out strength.

I blew a kiss towards the sky,
And with hope I pray,
Once again wishing my prayers to be heard,
Yet this time I know I can be strong.
I cannot go out of the dream alone,
So with hope I pray,
For a fiery Angel to come my way......


~hidoko Matsumoto
No plagarizing. 
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