Seconds can seem like minutes
Minutes like hours
Hours like days
Days like months
Months like years
Years like aeons
“Live in the moment”
Make sure of it.
But a moment? Could be seconds.
Could be eons.
Now, I know, we’ve all had them:
Dark moments that stretch into eternity
A sort of ocean of tar
Where you feel encompassed, drowning
But you feel oddly held, fixed in place by it
But not really.
It’s more like you lose everything
Except your sadness
So at least you have a sort of knowing
A knowing in knowing you know sadness
And it knows you, when no one else knows
It becomes your only friend
When all others have left you
The darkness is too much for them to be around
Can we blame them?
But there’s a secret
One that you and the darkness and the sadness share
In knowing that even when you were bright, illuminated
Full of love and light, overflowing
You were even a beacon! So bright.
With wings of gold, ready to soar.
The darkness has a sad whisper to you
A laughable obviousness of truth:
That the light was just as hard for them to be around
Maybe even harder to be around!
Alone in light
Alone in darkness
It seems its never okay to be completely one or the other
Just be like everyone else. Don’t dare to be bigger or smaller!
An unacceptable choice, and how dare I for being either
At any time
In any moment
Eons to years
Years to months
Months to days
Days to hours
Hours to minutes
Minutes like seconds