My Fickle Friend
Time has become my fickle friend.When will this grieving ever end?
Moments of happiness fly by so fast,
Yet this consuming sadness seems to last.
Constantly conjuring up and dissecting memories.
Nothing is able to put my mind at ease.
The love once felt replaced by bitterness.
Tears on my cheek now its only caress.
Save me from this crippling pain.
Return me to the time when I felt sane.
Every passing second filled with restlessness.
Blinded not by light, but by the darkness.
October 25, 2006 - NV
posted by Natalie Vartanian @ 8:00 PM
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