|I'm pretty sure this is my favorite painting I've done.|
TimeI honestly wish there was more time,Time by breezebloom
To think my thoughts, the very last chime,
Of a working mind, perhaps
I could hold on to life with a last gasp.
But Death had spoken the single spell,
And my soul fell straight to hell,
Oh, how I wish that time would rewind,
To speak what was spinning in my mind.
Bits of words, apologies in half-form,
The thoughts of how my friends would mourn.
But the time was gone, gone and past,
Now my only wish is to stay and last.