Time Stands on End


Time Stands on End

Adrenaline stirs me to constant activity,

Lifting weights constantly,

Hours of pacing,

Anything to keep my mind off of me,

Misery loves company I am certain,

But friends don’t exist,

Except for you,

And you remain behind a curtain,

I cannot eat, nor do I try to sleep,

Vague voices talk to me,

I try to shut them out,

Continually into my mind they creep,

My emotions have been turned loose,

Crying, anger, despair,

All but love is there,

Gone for awhile or just abstruse,

As I traverse the valley of the shadow,

Searching for one to trust,

Without the worldly crust,

Looking within, without, high and low,

All the things held in check for years,

That kept me in chains,

Those agonizing pains,

Were at the doorway of a new frontier,

I needed to change that distorted base,

Throw out the old,

Self esteem make bold,

Until all that drained me is displaced,

And still I wait,

For one friend,

Or someone to love,

Time stands on end.

4 thoughts on “Time Stands on End

  1. Amazing that you used ‘time’ in two different senses in your last three posts. This post cuts into my heart and takes me back in time when I had become desperate for a friend… I am a happy being now. 🙂 May be your next post is on how it feels when you get a friend.

    1. Although alone once more but still happy. Broke, bent, life mostly spent, but as long as I have another day, I’m eager to face what comes my way. I havae deep spiritual convictions and I don’t depend on someone else making me happy. I look for beauty and the positive and it is there.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

    1. Chinmay, You’re right. When you have a true friend your heart knows it, whether within or outside. Thanks for sharing.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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