Time
Time stops
As you wait for it to pass
Don’t hold your breath
How long will it last?
A tear slips down
Don’t let it find you
It’s closer to you now
In darkness it binds you.
You must stand strong
While inside you break
Can’t be their pillar
They’ll know you’re a fake.
It passes, you sigh,
A breath of fresh air
The chains have broken
Intruders beware.
For better or worse,
But is it worse better?
Learn to move on
And find those who care
Choose a new path
Your future waits there.
Pick up the pieces
All blown in the wind
No longer must you hide
Your new life begins.
The ruts in the path
The rocks and the snakes
Shall not stop you
In the Quest that you take.
And when it comes
You’ll know what to do
Don’t hide from the blackness
Emerge from it new.
Find the pennies
And the four leafed clovers
Take with you the good
The past is all over.
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