The sand slips through the glass
As my life slips through my fingers
It ignores my pleas
As I beg it to linger
I watch the grains fall back on themselves
As the fire in my eyes burns down
If only I left my misery
Back with that stupid town
But I sit on this wooden chair
I sit in the candle light
I'm here in the dark to ignore my pain
If only it'd leave my cursed site!
My mentality must change from my pessimism
I must get up and move on
For the moon is coming quickly
With the going of the sun
Please, just let me sit here one more night
Let me sadly dwell on my past
I need a few more hours
To watch the hourglass
Please tell me what you think
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nice poem..i enjoyed reading it...slipping through the hourglass is a good expression..
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