Conversations

I hear your messages, loud and clear

Still though I don’t heed them all

Some things it seems will never change

Don’t stop trying though

It’s good to know I’m not alone

Cardinals and pennies and whispers and feathers

Some people think I’m crazy, but that don’t make me wrong

Keep on talking maybe someday they’ll hear you too

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Out of time

In the quiet moments as I slowly wake
I’m aware of a sound that plays faintly
On the doorstep of my consciousness

Straining I struggle; and
I hear the clock underneath us all
Tick tock it slowly mocks
Time is winding down

I feel the fear of lives unlived lingering in the core of me
Gnawing and grasping it grows larger
As the moments of my life pass into memory

Straining I struggle; and
I hear the clock underneath us all
Tick tock it slowly mocks
Time is winding down

The echoes of my past get caught in my throat and
I choke on the fragments of prior misery
Wondering if I’ll ever learn

Straining I struggle; and
I hear the clock underneath us all
Tick tock it slowly mocks
Time is winding down

I fear the time that the clock will stop
and I run out of time