laurabeth austen

Rookie (27-06-1994 / Nottingham)

Time - Poem by laurabeth austen

time passes by
but we do not care why,
all we know as time goes on
it does not seem
as though one day has gone
or is coming.
we feel pain
we feel lust
we feel sadness
we feel happiness
all i know
everyday would feel like forever
without us being together
i miss you when you are gone
i love you when you are here
but we are torn apart
with no thoughts for our hearts
now we argue
though i do not know
what i have done
it seems as though you've changed
enjoying to hurt me
so i think its time to say goodbye
even when you question why
what is it going to feel like
when i save you in battle
when you save me
when you know ive joined the military
but not in your squad
tell me one day
and don't ignore me
for it hurts
as time passes by

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 22, 2011

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