kristin kalesse

Time Tells All; - Poem by kristin kalesse

Another day I live and breathe.
Another twenty-four hours of non-belief.

More time for YOU to see.
That me and you were never meant to be.

A few more minutes is all that I need.
Or maybe an hour, until I start to bleed.

Only time will tell, once I've slit my skin.
On whether you'll be back for good, or were playing games again.

Time seems to be lately; just counting down.
Counting the seconds until I pass out on the ground.

These last two seconds being the most precious are almost gone.
I won't waste more of your time though, you know were wrong.

- - there's always some madness in love.
- - And there's always some reasoning in madness.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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