Work in Progress

Pain is time, and time's depraved
In sanity that's not so sane
For though a wait is needed
It's a weight unto the soul
Although all good things take time
The time between is bent and frayed
Because some pain is needed
To hold on, and to let go
Every grain of sand that passes
Through the crooked frame of chance
Echoes through the halls of madness
In unwanted circumstance
Every day that finds us waiting
Wanting just a little more
So to keep our hearts from breaking
Like so many times before
Drives us further into doubting
If our dreams will ever be
Or if the truest nightmares
Are the dreams that never come
Is it worse to feel the torment
Fighting for what seems to flee
Or is it worse to live there
As we slowly come undone?
For giving up and giving in
Are very much the same
My friends, we cannot live this life
Forever cowering
Afraid to fight for anything that matters
For the fear of losing all
How can any of us feel alive
If we refuse to fall?
So we wander, and we wonder
Just how long this time will tell
That in weakness, we are stronger
Than the darkness that invades
We will never see the glimmer
If we worry our eyes closed
Just because the nights seem longer
When our hearts can hardly wait

Daniel Smith - Imperfect Poet

Really liked this

Thank you =^)