Years slip by Like sand through glass

From up-close Through the lens Of the now Years ahead feel Like stretched units of time Far away Unreachable

As you glimpse Through yesterdays And past eras Years become simple dots Inhales Exhales Single events in your existence

Time is a silent master Dictating our lives Flowing effortlessly It takes away the present Leaving us aching When today already becomes A memory

Remember That time doesn’t rob But merely reflects The heavyweight Of should haves The expensive mortgage Of deferred dreams

In the grief Of unfulfilled ambitions In the requiem Of what should have been Seek healing In the worship of time The wisest of all teachers

Time is not a thief But a loyal lover Each second A gift Time is a giver Of moments In lieu of flowers

Dance in its soft embrace Let its flow carry you away Effortlessly Like sand through glass In the gift of time We build and lose We grieve and grow

Let the past Live frozen in your mind In all its beauty All its ugliness And let its final whispers Wander away Without a care

In the gloom of the forest, where shadows flare, Mist clings to the earth with a ghostly glare. Creatures lurk in silence, their eyes agleam, Caught in the stillness of a haunted dream.

Beneath the branches, the night's breath stirs, Shadows beckon, the boundary blurs. Lost souls tread through the mossy trees, Gathered in places where the world cannot see.

The moon hangs heavy, a pale, mournful sphere, Its light casting specters that flicker and veer. A symphony of echoes from spirits that dare, To dance in the darkness of the cold night air.

And there, in the quiet, the lost souls share, Their tales of longing, their burdens bare. But nobody hears the silent prayers, And final whispers wander away without care.

The wind carries you away I blow kisses Will they make it your way I need to say goodbye Forced Out of sight Trying to get you out of my mind I need to survive Final whispers Wandered away without a care

Shrieks sound as pure and full of emotion as a violin.  And chokes are the drums. Whimpers pluck my ears like a piano.  I could soak up the sound for years. Sobs echo like trumpet. Like my very own parade. I am the conductor. I wave my arms, bellow: decrescendo! Then their bodies add panache  to the floor. I frown. This song is done. Final whispers  wander away without care.

You told me I was important It mattered what you thought Silly me thinking you cared But it looks like I was wrong

Admitted you’re good at lying But I hoped it was a joke Until you told me we were friends And I was blinded by the smoke

We talked about my issues because You were so sincere when you asked Turns out that you were lying again And I want my secrets back

Now when I see you I feel broken And you don’t seem to realize It hurts every time you smile at me And hot tears cloud my eyes

I looked for you when I needed you most Should’ve known you wouldn’t be there And final whispers of you wander away Without a single care

My anxiety followed All of this life Leaving trails Of regret I’ve know so little Beyond this broken brain Before the embrace of light Came to me in the night As I fed myself What I desired Felt myself slipping Blade in hand falling Oblivion calling Now I rest Anxiety dead I’m no longer tired Cutting knife Flash of steel Once to deep Final whispers wandered Away without a care.

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When life gives me lemons I have trouble making lemonade

I mean when life is difficult who makes lemonade We all look for an escape My escape lies within the knife on the counter

When I’m frustrated and sad The whispers increase The tingling in my arm The shaking of my hand

I want one thing and that is too cut

Quickly I grab the knife The blade is cool in my hands I lock myself behind a door I’m all prepared

I run the blade accros my skin

Once Twice Thrice

I run it over and over in different spots The blood runs down my arm The sensation of peace comes quickly Final whispers wandered away without care

I watched you pack your things Filling box by box Taping away all the memories Silence lingers in the air Only the sound of you shuffling hurriedly across the hard wood As I stand with watery eyes begging you not to go

There’s used to be a time when I thought we would see it through to the end But your heart is as shallow as my hope for that is now It is all I can do to stand here Playing pretend Acting as if there’s not a searing pain in my chest

I see no remorse in your eyes As I look past the blurry tears in my own I am drowning in sorrow While you are rushing to get away from me

I watch you take the last box out the door Turning around to face me I willed you to say something Anything Urging with my eyes for you to stay Your lips parted if only for a moment

Before the thought disappeared as quickly as it came Final whispers wondered away without care

I don’t know how they manage to attract such curiosity How what they write isn’t a dreadful atrocity Carrying such a gift doesn’t seem fair Especially when I’ll work till my mind breaks just to get there

I’m supposed to find my sound amongst the flood But in digging for it I’ve gotten drenched in blood And the bandages that once held me together recoil at my touch

They say the answer to healing is within me But I’ve forgotten what happiness could be Spent months treading water Until I forgot how to walk

I would like to lie on the beach, Even if I don’t know how to move, But life doesn’t work that way, And you should know that too.

The sounds in my head aren’t beautiful How can I write this down And as the voices echo around the walls, leaving me shaken and scared, Final whispers wandered away without a single care.

There are very few people I love, I like a lot of people, But there is only three, My beautiful boyfriend And my two best friends There used to be another, She was my platonic first love, I knew her for 11 years before she left She talked behind my back Revealed the secrets we whispered The words we shared The promises we made, she broke She was one of many I loved, And now I can love no one really Because I let myself love them And now? Those people are no longer there, So the final whispers wandered away without a care.