TheSilent Loudness


Stress - Poem by TheSilent Loudness

It seems when you have the most time on your hands,
Is when Stress reaches full potential
For when time slips through your fingers life grains of sand
You can't try to keep control, or you'll fail.

Well, I tried
I tried so hard that I met new emotions I never dreamt real
I felt new feelings I never knew I could feel
I miss my old friend, the smile
I wish he'd come visit me, just once in a while

When your brow is a permanent straight line, no laughter ensues
I tried to control Time, yet Time broke my feeble grasp and broke loose
I only wanted but a moment, a single fraction of Time's wealth
Just to spend with those I hold dear, O God I beg for your help!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 13, 2012



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