Out of time.
There's so much I want to tell you
but there is no time.
I want to tell about my day, yesterday
and all my lonely days
before I even met you.
to talk about my all my travels, trips
future vacation plans
and my life journey too.
I want to tell you about my school life,
college days,failed careers
and everything in between.
I want to talk about my goals,
my wishes ,inner yearnings
and unfulfilled dreams.
But I look at my watch and realize
there is no time.
Eh
If time were to suddenly stand still in this very exact moment. This is what I would do, walk across the bay 30+ miles away from my own home. Walk up to your doorstep and stand. I would contemplate what I would say, do, act. Proceed to walk 10 more miles west to the golden coast stare myself in the eyes of the blueness of the water and ask myself why. Why bother, she was just a 30 mile walk, 30 miles of contemplation to hurt yourself again. 30 miles of painful steps knowing you are gone, knowing you won’t be coming back. Not because you are dead, but because you left me dead. Dead in my tracks, dead in a standstill of time that I can’t escape. I’ve been stuck here for 6 years of heartache with suicide as the answer. But I can’t seem to pull the trigger. You knew what you meant and you knew what I meant when we said I love you. But I’m here. Ten miles west of your house. Where you sleep while try to drown out the sounds in my head of my tinnitus clicking and clicking why can’t it be the gun instead. Why can’t I escape this paradox you left me for dead in.
tempus
if time had stopped maybe i could change everything
maybe i could catch up on my work i’ve been procrastinating over for the longest time
maybe i could learn to love my mother more
i could walk out in the streets and look at the frozen people, wondering how their days were going to be
i would gaze upon sunlit sky and breathe a sigh of relief
i have time
i have time
i have time
i’ve always wanted this
to be able to move so thoughtlessly with no worries
i would hate everything a little bit less
to wander around the streets of the city,
and perhaps sneak a few extra ice cream samples in
all the while admiring the faces of those who appeared to be having a good time
would be bliss
heaven upon earth
my own pocket of nirvana here on this hopeless world
alone
just with my own thoughts
maybe i could tolerate myself
yes, maybe i could tolerate myself
if time had stopped
if time had stopped
what damage would it have done?
the world would’ve stopped spinning
and somewhere a grandma would be
baking her grandchildren cookies
another
would be hugging their children goodbye
knowing fully they’d actually see them
later
if time had stopped
what damage would it do?
except some would still be locked up
in a cell made by people
who can’t look at her twice
without seeing something they hate
some would be
burned
beaten
murdered
If time had stopped
would it have ever stopped the pain we’ve caused each other?
or would it have remained frozen
and endlessly
repeating itself?