Gone Like Time

Time slivers away from my fingers

as I try to keep grasping on to it I then realize it's

gone, gone, and gone

like home or stars in the sky

much like my mind, I wonder why

I try to keep it all in one place

because it's always a losing race.

Though I still try to give my mind some time

to think, wish,

and love much like the stars up above,

but like a white sheet of paper, it stays blank

after losing every thought it could have made.

Gone, gone, and gone.

My face covered in sorrow

hoping I get to see my love tomorrow,

but I suppose that's gone too

so now I'm singing the blues.

I'm a little lamb with a fluffy coat of fur

having it shaved away from me every winter

so that I can lye there and freeze along with the blue flowers

and cold dry snow that covers my knees

oh, can't they see that im In some kind of misery?

I wipe the tears off my face

thinking every day that I'm a disgrace,

I'm so selfless and rely on others

can't even look at my mother

in the eyes of her disappointment, fear, and Glory

I'm bounded to tell my story

carrying the weight off my chest

still hoping that I make the best out of that lost time I seek

pulling in and out of my dreams

maybe then there can be something new

gone like pain, gone like sorrow, and gone like you.

As my fur grows back ever so slightly

I lay in the grass of lovely poppy's that blooms in the spring

trying to not lose my time again.

Gone like light, gone like rain,

and gone like the blue colors in the sky as new colors appear's right before my very eyes.

Gone like time.