Dear Time

Today, I wrapped up time in a piece of paper and threw it away. Stillness abounds, all I remember are faint words I wrote in that time. I caressed them gently with my fierce imagination. 

Today, I struck a dagger in their heart and I'm apologizing with all my might but some curtains do not go back up. No, I cannot even burn them. 

Today, I sacrificed my self and I lost respect from the abundant sky and the running water. Learning a lesson slowly but it's too isolating. 

Whom do I pursue? What do I chase? Words will not heal you and neither will I.

Today, I don't need your help as it means nothing. Don't wake me up now. I'm traveling deep and the vibrations are finally in sync now.

Today, home is nothing but scratched mortar. You thought catharsis was the end but our story is a loop of constant cliffhangers with just my own hand to support.

Today, I bid you permanence and snatch my temporary originality. I hope you grow and befriend the trees.  This day I leave and dear time, you just be.