Sunday, March 28, 2010

*~* Time *~*

The days slip through my fingers like melting snow.
The freezing cold numbs me
As they splatter into the void of time
Dropping into the yawning mouth of the black hole of eternity.
I still see them sometimes,
The memories,
Like sparking lights in the midnight sky
But most twinkle out and are gone
Where have they gone?
Where is the me that was?
Is the new me soon to be lost too?
I close my hands into tight fists
Hoping to slow the time
And keep the memories before all is lost.