Slips Away

time slips away,
into an endless moment,
never to pass,
an endless stop.

finding a way out,
searching for life,
returning back,
to a normal pace.

then standing alone,
in this dark cloud,
on a platform,
and a door sitting there.

behold the key in your hand,
as you walk to it,
you hear friends calling,
as you turn back to see.

opening the door,
leaving friends behind,
it's all up to you,
so what so you chose?

poem by Katherine Bryce
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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