©2018 B.Clary


It flows like water,

Slowly causing strife

An unstoppable power,

Corroding Earth and life

Untrodden path is taken,

one prays that it is right.

That one has not mistaken,

longing wants for plight. 

Uncertain steps in darkness,

as light it fades away.

The pendulum sways swiftly now

with every passing day

Gives nothing to cling on to,

as childhood is a blur

And every waking hour in adolescence is obscured.

When you reach adult hood and wonder where it went

There is no restoration of the little time that we are lent.

© 2018 B. Clary


Published by sarcasticallycynical

Hmm! Let's see.I live in Texas born to two human parents (According to my birth certificate) and have three siblings that are nothing like me. I'm an artist and writer. I've lived a lot and learned a lot in my short life and although I lean more towards the pessimistic there is always room to change my sometimes too small tainted heart ;p

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