Flashback Friday Poetry: A Lost Concept of Time

days speed by with the quickness of time
many weeks pass but it’s just now tomorrow
it’s been so long since i’ve seen or heard from you
a few hours at the most; at the least just a few
time creeps by with the patience of death
but my patience is dwindling faster than the rest
left behind again it seems
or do i not see what is right in front of me
i search for a sign that i cannot see
i’ve lost all concept of time; i’m stuck here with me

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.