Safer

Zero words for expressing

Just a tugging on the stream of tears on the inside

A circle of everything hurt, pain

sleeping with reality

waking up to a dream

Like a motion picture, see life at a distance

wishing to be part of it.

Today, the day is alive in an hour glass

As sand, falling, falling,

Tomorrow, it is dead, buried and wasted

It's ghost haunts and taunts

It demands to be mourned.

Hence, it tugs at that stream.

The sand's ghost are in front

As a mirage

It's gone now. I got too close

it's how it has been

Nice and sparkling till I get too close

So at a distance remain

Like hunting a mockingbird

Don't get too close or it flies off

It's safer at a distance