Compassion for Time


Compassion for Time The limitations of compassion, Let me keep my heart intact. I have touched your madness, The curiosity for moments I cared; But . . . Those words made of ink,  Will always be dark. And words from whispers,  Which come from the heart,  Will always love. All the struggles to survive; In the distance between us – But that bright light hiding within; Never left your side – So if you ever think back, And for a split moment sigh; Do not think twice, For you did not offend me. It was our love which was sacrificed; … Continue reading Compassion for Time