
Time..
Travels by it’s own choices…
Fast..
or ..
Slow..
It matters none..
Wanting the Opposite…
As days go by…
It’s too Fast..
or
Too Slow…
When the darkness lingers…
Days go bye…
As if to Crawl…
Mood is dull…
Eyes are sleek…
Weariness seeps into your skin…
Setting deep within your bones…
A tired sigh…
As Days go By..
You ask Why…
No answer to recall…
Pushing forth..
As Days go By…
Wanting your Spirit to rise…

Fun exists, you Laugh and Dance…
Not seeming to shake the Darkened call…
It keeps beckoning through it all…
You ask for pink light within and around you…
The darkness has astound you…
Sleep it Away…
As Days go Bye…
Hoping that..
It will Subside…
