Not There

Time is going slowly,
Your bottled up rage,
I hate it all,
But it's there beneath,
Every time you promise,
It's broken,
Like my bones crushed,
Under duress and emotion,
I hate it,
When the time counts,
When the promise wanes,
You fade away,
Like the sunset of yesterday,
I hate you,
Because you've been my all,
My everything and where are you now?
Not there like every other time this year,
But I still cannot get past,
The asphyxiation of your glance,
That pounding glare,
That has always been mine,
To share with no one else.
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Feb 24, 2011