Tick tock it’s ticking, I wrote on the

sand and the wave’s wiped all my

emotions away.

Pieces of my portions drowned before

their time of healing.

Comfort has been too rare to my soul,

pain has taken over the source of

happiness in my soul and time waited

for no man till my last say.

To her my hope was lost, she left

unsaid and never promised to stay.

My tear’s flow’s like winter rain across

my face, endlessly it’s a song on repeat mode.

My pillow fills themselves up with the

ocean of my tears.
It’s been year’s and

it feels like yesterday Monday.

May peace be found in me through

the hand’s of time.