For the Longest Time
For the longest time
Tick tickling round and round I circles
Chest going up down up down they say breathing
Them digits always counting up they call them dates
And as the winds pass by
And the sun crosses ever
I paused for a while
Took a glimpse at the image of God
I saw flood, the cup was overflowing with words
And I couldn’t see myself
For I was drowning, suffocating
Reflecting back some couple of years back I saw rain
It is always raining, but then the questing crossed my mind
For how long am I going to get filled up
What is the real purpose for keeping it all to me
Is it that worthy in my hand
For the longest time I have been holding it up
For the longest time it has been raining
I am sorry for the longest time I took
Time is up to open up the other end of the lake
Time to let it flow out
Time is up
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