Time

'Time where did you go, why did you leave me here alone.'

Time stops. For us, for just a little while.

At the time it does, everybody else gets up,

they wake up. Life carries on inexplicitly,

intoxicating. 

Sometimes the dark of the night, the loss of time,

the loss of all sick surroundings is a God-send. 

A blessing in that we can stop coping 

As time stops, Fear Stops.   

Reviews

[Wondering Mind]

The concept of Time has always been a fascination with me, but I haven't had the time to figure it out. May be in time, I will.
This is a write where I feel home and take my time.

[Luna]

A beautiful poem, this shows a deep thinker.

[An owl on the moon]

Time is such a mystery.. its movement and flow.. How it at times can cease and other times races to the finish line. Here life and time are woven in your words.. and we long for it to stop.. for the pain and fear to end. Amazing glimpses at the world.