There was once a time when I had all the time in the world.
I was indestructible, immune to all life could challenge me with. Stronger and understanding that it’s just a game.
Nothing has changed. Nothing but time.
Misunderstood and it’s you, us; not me who destroys what never will be/ I have a timeline.
So much heart unspoken in the hospital beds, I now find my voice – and scare you away in speaking it.
I don’t depend on time anymore. I say what I need to. I don’t speak anything short of…
Once, I had the luxury of saying nothing, in waiting,
only believing in time…