Lost In Time Poem by nikki woodcock

i fight a man with no name,
the man who takes my rage and shame,
if i could forgive. forget. i would.
if i could move on and live.
like i should.
i probably wouldnt be this lost in time,
wish for the old days when you were mine.


if i could return the hands of time
i would confess to you on how i felt
wow, what a dream, that felt ever so real,
a distance, a memory, of joyfull, morning, tearfull moments
i was there, through day light, through moonlight. i was right here.


standing waiting, wishing now
you would not say things like that to me
i only want us to be set free
lost, stuck in time
hoping things could mabie get better
now i see there is no such thing as forever


standing out cold in the rain my heart
my heart is no numb to the pain
.if i couls move on not look,
not turn around i would be fine
but here i stay. lot.in.time.