My Time

do you know that the light of the night can be traced millions of years back?


do you know that the sounds of fireworks had been sounds from a few seconds back?


the thing is ive forgotten what i was like a few years back


i used to think that i could care less


i used to say time heals everything


i used to feel like im stuck at being 16 yrs old


i used to think you could stop feeling something if you just will it


there were a thousand things i was before, come to think of it, when did i turn my back?


when? why? how come?


today ive found bits of pieces.. fragments that compose a whole.


shatters of who i was of which i know only i can put back whole.


would you give me time?


would you pick me up?


would you lend me a hand or would you rather that i do this on my own?


sometimes we do forget, but rarely do we seek what we forgot


this stiching would be a long one.. but i know i will be whole


again i will be whole


p.s. I wrote this poem May 3 2007 on the brink of ending an unhealthy relationship