Every TimeA Poem by FaeryQueenotsEvery
time and, there seems to be a storm coming now, Every
time, I seem to always end up being weaker than I was, Every
time and, the wind is blowing glasses the size of needles and they are digging
in to my skin, Every
time, my tears seem to stain these tracks they are always on, Every
time and, the wind is blowing stronger now, Every
time, the tears run cold because of the stagnancy time puts them in, Every
time and, the houses are swirling in the sun set, Every time,
the memory of you playing over and over again on a loop in the innards of my
mind, Every
time and, the colors are fading from my mind as it begins to shut down, Every
time, the heart that beats is sometimes hard of hearing to reason, Every
time and, I am beginning to lose focus of my reason being here, Every
time, the darkness is spreading to the veins and arteries that streak my heart, Every
time and… Every
time… Every … Ever… Eve… Ev… E… … .. .
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Added on April 17, 2016 Last Updated on April 17, 2016 Author
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