Friday, March 20, 2009

Time Clicks as I await
The hour ends before my take
Sitting, thinking, waiting; my mind escapes

The day grows old as night passes
Wolves crying, coyotes howling; anticipating
Watching, staring, seeing -- nothing

Silence begins the day
as morning comes without notice
Tears begin to fall, slowly

The day moves on without hope
Wishing to be what is not to be

The sun moves to its peak
without a whisper or retreat

Time moving, but still empty
Stomach aching, curling
Still waiting

I still remember the time
I still remember the same
We are friends and can't go ahead
But dunno why my heart aching for change...

I hate the way you treated me
I hate what you did to me

When you laughed at what I asked
When you weren't there when I passed

I loved you more than anything
I loved that you thought the same thing

You made me feel like I was in heaven
You now have me seeking a safe haven

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