In the end
You're left with something amazing.
And by 'in the end'
I mean the end of the day.
Because you may have lost time
In the sense of the construct
But you gained one more day
Of beautiful experiences
from things you might not have even
thought were worthwhile.
Pause and take that with you
like the night takes the sun.
They don't call anymore, do they?
Not even to find out how you are,
let alone to know things from your life.
You are left to cry alone,
get unhinged,
paranoid,
stingy,
shrivel up
age by yourself,
wrinkle and fold yourself away into nothingness.
Time speeds up
slows down
speeds up again
and then stalls too -
all relative to how you feel
and your circumstances.
And for some reason
when these are negative,
time is slower and stalls more,
why can't it be the other way around?
And before I know it The leaves are gone The trees are bare The nights are numb It's winter again. How? How on earth did my legs My hands My face My skin My bones Make it through without realizing another year? When they called, did I even register for an extended warranty?