Time

‘Time’s a healer’ they say,
whose time?

Happiness with jolts of anguish,
each emotion flipping from one to the next,
time a tormentor.

Treading faintly,
grasping the hope of what can be,
clasping the feeling of what might be,
pushing away what probably is.

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