The days move on

Clock ticks,
I am alone
alone in the midst of those around me.

Clock ticks,
I hear silence
amidst the voices unceasing round me.

Clock ticks,
I’m in despair
while those around me laugh in joy.

Clock ticks,
The days move on
and drag me along with them.

Clock ticks,
I’m not quite alone
when in the midst of those around me.

Clock ticks,
I speak in turn
Amidst the voices unceasing round me.

Clock ticks,
I’m touched by hope
when those around me laugh in joy.

Clock ticks,
the days move on
And I walk along beside them


Written for my sister Jentri, about how time slowly heals the wound of losing a twin sister.

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