Time had marched on,
aimlessly walking over me,
crushing me with its weight,
burying me under its pressure.
My body was leaden,
unable to stop the parade of seconds,
watching helplessly as they turned into hours,
and slipped relentlessly into days and weeks.
But I have begun to fight back,
to battle the oppressive tyranny of lost moments.
Time no longer guards me,
holding me captive,
only able to be governed by its rules.
I now hold the reins and make time do my bidding.
I am in control,
no longer bullied by its endless cycle,
released from its shackles.
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Time marches on, but only under your orders now, Susan 😉
It’s just nice to get some of it back and feel somewhat normal again!
“Normal” may be overstating things, Susan, but I know what you’re getting at because I’m “normal” too 😉
Beautifully expressed, Susan 🙂
Thank you very much. 🙂
Very inspirational, Susan! xxxx
I loved how you shared your strength and dignity.
Thank you so much.
of course, wonderful writing