Old eyes gaze upon
Young faces. So in love they
Were, so young and dumb.

It crawls through you
Nestling deep inside
Chipping away at your will
Gnawing through your mind
You erupt with anger
Frustration bubbles in your core
You can’t stand it
You can’t stand anything anymore
Because it’s always a struggle
Always a half beaten fight
It’s the constant lull of anxiety
The never ending fright
You’re living but you’re dying
Forever in between
Neither one or the other
A half living being

They said, "Time will heal."
So why hasn't it healed?
Why am I still broken inside?

They said, "Time is precious."
So why did I waste it?
Why was I stupid enough to do it?

They said, "Plan your time and you will benefit from it."
So why am I a mess?
Why have I hit rock's bottom?

Time is unforgivable.

An acquaintance
or
a parallel universe?

for my eyes are old and maybe i cant see....
the love in my heart is as pure as can be.