Time

What's gone is gone.

What's lost is lost.

Only time can erase what's been.

 

Time burries all things lost,

Deep in darkness.

Hidden from all.

 

Out of sight,

Out of mind,

Out of place.

 

Nothing fits anymore.

The past is nothing but the past.

Nothing will bring it back.

 

All is done.... for now.

Reviews

[Chris Willits]

Time devours everything does it not. It controls everything. We are designated to be somewhere by time to see poeple, to eat, to drink, to take a piss. Time is an all present thing and doesn't get the attention it deserves. Good poem.