Seasons of Her Time
Yesterday
Found her isolated, abandoned, a whirlpool of pain and lies
Cold nights, she surrendered to the darkness, rainy skies
A sea of emotion built up in her heart, she suffocates almost dies
She let it invade and dominate, broken family ties
It was her but it's not her, no one heard her silent cries
Today
Finds her quiet, content and in control
Emotions held tight but the scared feeling never goes,
Fragile like glass it could shatter in folds
Of dirty anger, it seeps, cause unknown,
She's at a point with opportunities blessed
Yet the people disorientate the Happiness
Make her hate, burn, cry and confess
Confess ultimate knowledge she should suppress
It's out now, to destroy and distress
Tomorrow
Lies uncertain, she doesn't follow
Yet should she wish for love or expect sorrow
So undetermined, unhinged this Time is borrowed
Wise games are played; distorted and new ones are made
Everyday everyone falls in love and hate
Someday somebody always will retaliate
To this senseless situation, those that struggle will suffocate
So She continues to live and pretend
Seeks affiliation from lovers and friends
Yet the people disorientate the Happiness
Make her hate, burn, cry and confess
Confess ultimate knowledge she should suppress
It's out now to destroy and distress
But She lives on sinning, does she repent?
Time moves forward, Time is now content.
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