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No Faith

Another second turns,
as quickly as a heartbeat's passing.
Idle moments are too sublime to my hold,
yet are too teasing beyond my control.
Why time could never grant me,
these little moments that never stay?
but in my mind would always want
Unsated as a longing beyond the confines of my breath.

An hour just passed.
How quickly must they turn?
I tremble as i let tomorrow unfold.
Hopelessly watching the turning of the world,
Fearfully watching my life wither away.
No chance of ever escaping,
As fate i have so long loathed.
No hope, but worst no faith.


original date: 2005-06-11

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