365 Days of Poetry (Part Three)

Day 128: Now is too Soon...

"For we're- I'm not ready."

"To say 'goodbye' again so soon."

"Please stay..."

As minute by minute, each day passes slowly.

The words in my heart, like leaves in the wind.

To let all feelings become merely a distant thought.

Never knowing what could truly become of this life.

Within my broken, troubled heart; it cannot take the pain.

A once beautiful soul, now shattered to its selfless core.

Replaying the very thoughts that hurt the most...

Because my mind would rather dream and wander,

Within the creative worlds of my imagination.