Saturday, 21 January 2012
Maybe In Time
Does time hold the answers?
Each day passed seems so wasted
Every precious moment gone, unused
Time is not eternal
It is in question, unpredictable
Hoping to close my eyes and wake up at the end
of this seemingly endless misery
Don't want to know what I know
No longer want to think
My crumbled heart aches
Confusion overwhelmes me
Did I ever really know?
Was I fooled for so long?
No line between real and pretend
What healing power lies in time?
Is it like medicine or stitches to make things better?
Or does it simply make us forget?
I refuse to forget
Will not let time "heal"
The only elixir for this illness is honesty
Only the truth holds the power to heal
Why must my eyes remain backwards,
Peering into the past?
So many feelings all at once
No more death
Please no more ends
Searching so hard for the truth
Only creating more illusions
So many questions
Maybe in time