I’ve made the time
to find my state of mind.
I’ve searched for years
to only disappear.
To visit this place,
I must slow my pace.
This is my home –
where my thoughts roam.
I reside in my mind –
a place out of sight.
My state of mind
is all mine by design.
Look for me here
each and every time.
Yes, I’m late. It’s my fate.
I’m sorry you had to wait.
Wait, I’m not sorry
I missed this date.
I’m where I need to be:
If only you could see.
I’m here. Who cares the time?
Remember,
There’s no time to whine.
What does it matter? Does it?
Matter of fact, it doesn’t.
I care just not the way you do;
I’m here and you are too.
Yes, I’m late. It’s my fate.
I’m actually happy
For your time I waste.
I blinked twice, then twice more.
I thought about life’s open doors.
I tried to stop it, but I failed.
Time flew by as my ship sailed.
I loved so much and hurt as well.
Those 52 weeks have a story to tell.
I pushed forward; I rarely reminisced.
It’s sad knowing things will be missed.
I look back and smile at my past,
Realizing time won’t last.
I look back and remember the year
Just before a new one appears.
Life vs. Death,
Light vs. Dark.
Up vs. Down,
Never vs. Now.
Pain vs. Joy,
When vs. How.
So much weight
must be balanced.
Life as we know it
disappears.
So much to consider
in all our years.
So much to learn.
So little time.
I get so lost
between each rhyme.
I must find a way
and make it mine.
Before we depart,
just know I’m fine.
Reality is shifting. Can I adjust?
Spirits are lifting. Who to trust?
Perception altered. Time went fast.
Memories fade: Some unscathed.
I journey home. I forever roam.
Visions look different.
Nothing’s the same –
Yet I remain
on a journey
to find home.
Hours, days, and weeks go by
And I look at the same sky.
Molly’s moment feels so right.
This is her moment; This is her night.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 