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Time wavers in and out, a serpentine force pushing us further apart seconds are long and cruel as I hunt the space of time searching Quavers ducking in and out of sync I find you just as you're gone only to turn and find you there and blink to lose you yet again erroneous time you have not been a kind father to me running out on me the second I think you're there and never coming when I'm dying for you to pass me by If love is truly held for all the bastions of time then you are a ******* shoving me to live in the past and withhold my future winding twisted in your linear disguise, I knew when I fell over you that you dip and double back trip me up at every turn, then pick me up only to play thoughtlessly with heart beats that suffer your dastardly designs if only you were real then perhaps I could rip you apart and find the fragments I'm looking for and deny your passing as you deny my right to closure.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 8:05 PM UTC
Killing Time
Time wavers in and out, a serpentine force pushing us further apart seconds are long and cruel as I hunt the space of time searching Quavers ducking in and out of sync I find you just as you're gone only to turn and find you there and blink to lose you yet again erroneous time you have not been a kind father to me running out on me the second I think you're there and never coming when I'm dying for you to pass me by If love is truly held for all the bastions of time then you are a ******* shoving me to live in the past and withhold my future winding twisted in your linear disguise, I knew when I fell over you that you dip and double back trip me up at every turn, then pick me up only to play thoughtlessly with heart beats that suffer your dastardly designs if only you were real then perhaps I could rip you apart and find the fragments I'm looking for and deny your passing as you deny my right to closure.
sylkie-smoothie
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 8:05 PM UTC
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