I can’t find the time that’s passed. Hours lost and broken glass. So sand keeps pouring in every direction my mind has never been. Fill my eyes. Torment me in my dreams, where I survive back through a Markham home where you forgot me. I’m exhausted of racing time. And like a dove you’re a messenger, to wake me up. Is it enough? I’m wondering if our seconds split are our minutes broken. (Replace me). I can’t find the time. Replace me
