The days are passing
Slowly
But they are passing
Day 1
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Since disaster
Since everything changed
Since you spoke the words
That would bring about
The pain
A new week starts soon
As I get further and further
Away from
Day 0
Will it ever feel
Far away
No matter what happens
Be it good
Bad
Or downright painful
Time
Doesn't stop
Nothing will ever
Make it stop
Time
Heals all wounds
Oh please
Please
I beg you
Please
Heal mine
Not one
To rush the future
I want to now
Just this once
Can I?
Get me to a place
In time
Where I feel whole again
Where the pain is gone
Where I can walk around
As a person
Not a zombie
Belonging in the
Thriller video
It's as if
Some demonic force
Has skewered
My lungs and heart
And laughing gleefully
Is using them for
His shish-kabob
Let me leave
This torturous
Time
Where a box of Kleenex
Has become
My new best friend
Through the love
Of family
Friends
Even strangers
I survive
These days
Don't rush me
Don't push me
Don't tell me
What you think I need now
I know exactly what I need
I need time
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PoetryThis is my second poetry book. Book 1 is published on Amazon.com and is called "Out of the Abyss". This collection of poems shows my life at a time when everything was going well and then it wasn't. A lot happened between 2009 and 2012. Every book...
