crystal tears : venting poetry

hourglass

I watched the sand fall

to the bottom of the hourglass 

for months and months, wishing time would freeze

this is it.

I gripped the ball in my hand

and stared up at the hoop

will I shoot my last shot?

this is it.

how will I handle myself

to see you look like that

and walk out of my life?

this is it.

my whole heart is in my hands

ready to surrender

and give a piece of myself to you

this is it.

will my desperate cry

to the universe

for one more chance work?

this is it. 

"please, give me more time"

"I'm sorry love, no can do,

I must move on, and so should you"

this is it.

I watched the sand fall

to the bottom of the hourglass

this is now or never

this is it.

(friday june 1, 2018. 12:23 am)