As my time stands still,
their lives continue on.
My thoughts of them remain,
their thoughts of me gone.
As my time stands still,
I hold a love I once knew.
though it has let me go,
I continue to stay true.
As my time stands still,
this pain continues to grow.
The shadow of who I was,
over the person I want to know.
As my time stands still,
tomorrows pass me by.
Only memories of yesterdays,
flooding my searching mind.
As my time stands still,
I build off of my pain.
When My time begins to move,
I will not know this pain again.
Written from Mayo Correctional Institution
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