The Clock

The watched clock never changes.
If only that was true.
Time would be mine.

Instead I sit
as greedy fingers drag away my precious minutes.
A slave to the unperturbed face.
Continuously moving onwards
constantly tracing a circle,
the arms are dizzying as they spin,
the head aches
trying to comprehend the stakes
time entails.

Ex 7th/10

Weaving

You can say something about anything.
Words can
change, trick, decieve millions of minds,
around hatred, weave the appearence of love.

Dig, lift, crush, inflate.
Worlds greatest enemy
is the master of words.

Ex 7th/10

Better To Have Loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.

Just thinking about that saying. It really depends on where you are in a relationship :').

The red hot Sun shines through, the broken blinds of my heart,
each ray a spear, a pain, a truth.
Leaving me trying to heal, yet another timeless scar.

Will I learn from pain, or willingly unprotect my heart,
And throw open my arms for it again.
I felt your love. I'm a lucky one. Or is that saying a simple feign?

Ex

- EJ