53 minutes

53 minutes till new beginnings

Nervous and a little scared

Out of the mundane into the unknown

Meds and a prayer floating without oxygen

Prognosis bleak with a glimmer of wishful thinking

Needed to vent and in god I have lost trust

51 minutes to life changes forever and day

Anxious   and a little edgy

Out of the ordinary into the unexciting

Floating in a haze of yesterdays broken dreams

Needed to share and god doesn’t listen to me

Prognosis for all is the same

Just a matter of when and by whom

47 minutes till I forget to care

I keep telling myself that

Counting down seconds in space

Each one a speck of sand

Falling in a sand clock

31 536 000 seconds till the next speck of sand falls

Floating in this haze of broken reflections

Diagnosis austere and prospects miserable

Sober reflection hanging on a dragon’s tail

Watching the smoke curl and dance

Then it is time with no fireworks

And everything is the same