time

I know i disappoint so many
with words and disposition
the anger chasing away the play.
I am a lost soul
most of the time
and i try to please
some of the time

I realize my sorrow is heavy
and i chase away ones i love,
depression draining their energy.
You find me
some of the time
and then you walk away
most of the time.

I realize time can heal
as many say, it feels as if I am doomed
today, just another day.
We hold on
some of the time
and I let go
most of the time.

Poetry

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