Then all of a sudden
Out of the blue
It was no longer
All about you.

Hours feel like days,
Months feel like years,
All this time crying tears.
To sleep is too escape,
I dream when im awake,
Resting is not peaceful,
Life is all but dull.
Wishing is time wasting,
Searching becomes tracing,
Hopes turn hopeless,
Souls to soulless.
Time never ends,
Until the day I do,
Only then will I,
Forget about you.

These are pleas in literature,
Words retained to capture.
Interplays from memories,
Phrases for our enemies,
Thoughts poured onto paper,
Hopes held by A stapler.
Pain drawn out by words,
Feelings told in verse,
Aches etched through styling,
Love bound by rhyming,
It's all laid out as we're surmising,
If you think we create art,
Your not reading our writing.