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Jan 2020
It is dangerous when I become left with my thoughts
Listening to time ticking away in the clock
Reminding of the time I have already lost
Tormented.
I feel tormented
To know the sun will rise whether or not I rise with it
To know you told me you loved me but never really meant it
Drowning in the creation you created me to swim in
How much of this pain stems from my decisions
Tell me will it get easier this life that we live in
Will I someday find the meaning that for so long has been hidden
Or does each second live just to tick on the clock
Each one inviting an unwelcome thought
It is when I’m left alone that a realize I’m not

But I know time was not made for clocks but clocks for time
And I know God does not live within its confines
If only I too could take a step outside
No rush and no hurry
no fast or slow or need to ever scurry
I’d laugh louder not longer because who could tell
If time wasn’t there to measure the length of the yell
And the whole world would hear what resounds in my brain
The laugh releasing thoughts bound for two decades
The ones that over time have made me feel insane
But without time, perhaps no insane would remain
Maybe I’d be alone finally, without the thoughts to invade
Maybe it would be nice
Only time can say
02.26.2018
Written by
colette alexia
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