Time Turns
Heading away time turns
the corner as visions rewind
frame by frame ticking
feeling out the feelings
once felt before
emptiness echoes
filling out
a blackened soul
light flickers
and tragedy triggers
past supposition
stuck and awkward positioned
I listen as nothingness roars
running out of time
the blindness soars
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2018
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