Time is Near

written for a friend, who's in prison watching time pass him by. Being Published

Time is near,
Yet so far.
Closer it comes,
The farther it appears
Happiness can be a funny thing Fleeting,
Yet well remembered
Looked upon in sadness
To rival the pain.
Or cut deeper
A wound that wont heal
Tears spring forth
Leaving one defeated Beaten
Yet with every lost battle,
Comes renewal for the future
And faith