The minutes go by and they feel like hours, days go by and they feel like seconds. I leave to hide and watch our souls dance, but our lives seem to run away from us. Day after day, one drop of time after the next falls, each moment heavy with the silence of loneliness Ounces of moonshine and starlight do nothing to bring me out from this black hole, Though the light shining at the end of the tunnel reminds me you are here with me still, always.
2 comments:
Nishi,
This is so sad. "Day after day, one drop of time after the next falls, each moment heavy with the silence of loneliness"
Depression is debilitating. That's what I equate with a 'black hole'.
Beautifully written!
Cynthia
Hi Cynthia, Thank you so much for your kind words. I am touched that you understand so well how it feels. Although shorter than the other poems I have written, it was much tougher for me to write, emotionally. I don't know what to say except that I am so happy you like it.
- Nishi :)
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