While the hours away

While the hours away.. To have this worry for so long, Then suddenly realise it has gone. I sit and while the hours away, Nothing to think and nothing to say. It’s strange how consumed Your mind can become Your feelings fester and overrun. Then before you know it It has disappeared, Your darkest thoughts Of what you feared. Are nothing but a distant memory now, You want to move on But don’t know how. So you sit and while the hours away Nothing to think and nothing to say. Physical scars are now what’s left, Emotionally you feel bereft. But at least you are still here To think and feel, Those fears were thoughts That never became real.