Poetry Collection

The Hourglass

I can't let go.

This feeling of sorrow lurking inside me.

It's longing, aching,

For what will never become.

Those moments that you made me laugh,

Smile, and even cry,

Still torment my fragile heart

Punishing my still frail soul.

Our time together would always replay

To eternally torment me.

Even though we have been apart for years,

Even though we'd barely talk towards the end,

I still treasure them.

For one minute, one second,

Those bits and pieces of us

Would upset me.

To my little depression corner

That has seen the scars and blood

Of the depths of my inner being

I'd relive it every night.

The memory of us and how I can never bring it back

Will haunt me forever

And the sands of our hourglass will evanesce forever more.

(A tribute to Epik High’s 1 Minute, 1 Second.)