


This life
This beauty
This home
I remember
I remember all the ways his smile glowed
Emanating a powerful essence
Giving me no choice but to love him
And that smile, still stays there
But now I notice all the ways time morphed his face
How the lines multiplied on his forehead
How time took his youth
Time.
It sways
Back and forth
There, but almost nonexistent
I sit, pondering
For seconds
For minutes
For hours
Doing nothing with this time
Letting it pass
Like a ghost
How do I kill it?
How do I stop it?
How do I end it?
How do I keep these hairs from turning grey,
These hands from growing purpled veins
How do I keep this life from seeping away
Only when I find a way to kill time
Can I fully let the joy
Happiness, and
Love
To seep in through the cracks I’ve sealed shut
So I can live
Without worry
Of time taking it away
Because what do I do when time takes away all my reason to live?
But time moves faster
And it takes more
It will take until I am a withering piece of
Nothing
And this I now know
Every second
Is one less
Every minute
Is one less
Every hour
Is one less
And only in the times
That we don’t realise we’re passing through times
Are the only moments spent well
The daunting realisation that time
Time Takes
Time is a thief
Stealing in front of our faces
Right there and we are powerless to stop it
But
Spending less time killing time
Is time well spent
Because time spent living and loving
Time spent cherishing
Tip the balance, tip the scale
And the love will outweigh the pain when time takes
The joy will outweigh the sadness when times comes
And takes what it believes it is owed
Enjoy the moments and people
Time steals from us
And it will be as if
As if time stole nothing at all
time...
By denise santiago