Angry at Time

Yesterday, she did me. Stole you away. Left me with silence and things

I can't say. I pound on the hours, I rage at the dawn.

Curse every sunrise that proves you are gone. Why did the world keep on

spinning its lies? Why did the clock keep on ticking goodbyes?

Oh, I wasted those days, so foolish, so blind.

Arguing, laughing, just losing the time. Now I'm angry

at time for just carrying on while I'm stuck in the echoes of

what's been and gone. I'm furious at fate for the plans that it