Time creates an energy of depression
Eyes forgetting to wake
Even if woken
You are not dead
Just lost
And broken

You are fenced in between
Two words
Reality and non-reallity
Even if loved
You are not ready
Just waiting
And waiting
Before
Your
Time is due

Life on earth
For you
Was a mystery
Even in a short space of time
You had a life
But you have only
Just one question to ask
Your maker
Why has it come to this?

©Jack Aylward,
17th November 2008