Time,
You are a thread
Undone stitching
stretching from a beginning
to your breaking point

Time,
how have you changed me?
Am I no longer
who I was?
Why must you trap me
in this endless thicket of
unknown horizons?

I hear your knocks
on my door Time.
They've been echoing since before yesterday
shaking walls, my picture
frames,

Framed happy faces of youthful bliss,
the kiss of
eternity,
The missing childhood friends
and a
family that used to be complete

Before Time's hand
choked their
breath