Get Out..

Time flies
like a jet
soaring through
the open skies.
It's so fast
and driven
yet i remain,
almost
in a vortex...

broken....

within
a very small
and confined passage,
unchallenged
by the movement of time.

I keep it closed,
never open for view.

This is me right now just after midnight.. in desperate need of a dark cloud to over take my thoughts... and just ...

null this pain.