In Time

In time we will see the death
and the life
and the passing

Slowly our minds will fall prone
left open
left crying

Our lives will seem like nothing
life leaves
pain follows

But where will we be when it happens
in our beds?
in our graves?

We look along the less traveled path
and stare
and long

For the one thing that we cant have
peace or death?
love or hate?

What is it that I long for but you
For my own
for my love

In time I will see that some things are not available
to me
to anyone

In time....