Poetry and Quotes by ANGEL

Hourglass

Sitting alone in my room now,

Throat dry from swallowing my salty tears,

Impatiently staring at my hourglass.

The sand slipping down takes about a million years.

The lower bulb's still pretty much empty,

Only the bottom is covered.

Once upon a time I thought time passed way too fast,

But that was when I was happy and unbothered.

I can't see the upper bulb

But to be honest, I don't care,

Because it already hurts enough

Just to know that it's there.

I'm sick of playing life's wicked games

And fighting through endless thick and thin.

So I'll just break this hourglass

It's the only way to win.