•Things are slipping out of my hands,
I'm losing control,
The waves of time are drying my sands,
Helplessness fills my soul.

The laughter of the past,
The splashes from those seas,
Why couldn't they last,
A little longer for me?

These flowers white and bright,
Fall, having a silent affair with the ground,
I walk into the night,
Leaving my heart weeping without a sound. •
~*~
13.05.18
11:03 pm