“Time Holds No Sympathy for the Heart”
by Jason C. Clement
I’m buried knee deep in the sands of time,
caught without a shelter with which to hide;
My only possessions are memories I find,
and this counterfeit smile on which I rely.
Wrong and right no longer seem to pertain;
all of these thoughts are but a blur to my brain;
these sessions of silence only leave more questions,
And I can’t stand to look at my own reflection.
Oh, I long for sleep;
Sweetly dark and deep,
just one of the doctor’s remedies,
could save this broken causality.
I know that she’s watching over me now,
with her bloodied angels, and her broken vows;
all her mighty temples, and the dust and ruins,
making me feel older, and wish death come too soon.
And in dreams I’m there again, wishing upon trust,
but I guess I wasn’t strong enough to save the both of us;
So now she wraps me in night, with a bitter goodnight kiss,
no, these clocks don’t stop for no one; not even for this.
Oh, I long for sleep;
Sweetly dark and deep,
just one of the doctor’s remedies,
could save this broken causality.
Hindsight, however beautiful, could not stop this catastrophe;
all I want to know now, is why have you abandoned me? |
Submission Name: “Time Holds No Sympathy for the Heart”
