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.