Dec 27, 2004 23:16
Time and time again,
I fall down and try to get up.
But my muscles are weak
And my will to press on has been snapped.
I have sucumbed to your powers,
Good and evil combined.
Time has broken me down,
Like a piece of rusted metal.
I've fallen again.
I've tripped over that rock
Called REASON.
I miss you, and I need your hand
To pick me up and to dust me off.
But that hand that held me,
That carressed my cheek
Has slid back into it's pocket
Of solitude and harbor.
I just wish time could go back
And it would all be fine.
Time, and time...
Again.