Reason ceased to exist
Tears hurt my eyes
But they don’t fall.
It’s not their time.
I am imploding
Thoughts on my sleeve
But they never make sense.
It’s not their time.
I move in circles
Close my eyes and open them again.
I can’t find the right way to move on.
Not the right time.
We don’t make sense
And we don’t belong anywhere.
I can’t speak words, yet they scream in my head.
It’s not their time.
I turned you down last night
Did I turn my back on a good thing?
Would you believe me if I told the truth?
Is it that time yet?

One Reply to “”