DISCLAIMER:: This is the final post in a stream of consciousness series. While each part can be enjoyed as a standalone piece, they will be best experienced when read in order. If you'd like to read from the beginning, the first part can be found here.

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2:30..? Is that the time? 12:30..?

No Clocks

but time is but

a measure..

It holds me accountable for the things I didn't do..

It rips away friends

and lovers..

So why can't it

take away love..

Please,

take my love away..

You mischievous controller of lives..

I am indebted to you always..

A debt

I can never pay off...

but no contract was signed,

Please,

release me..

set me free..

This ringing in my ears

is unbearable!

I wish I knew the answers..

This is my path,

This is my life,

This is my fear..

There's nothing

and everything

behind that door..

All I must do

is reach out and open it..

But.. I am agoraphobic..

afraid to leave the compounds

society has set up for me..

Afraid to live

..set me free..

This is Part Four, the conclusion, of a stream of consciousness writing series. Part One can be found here. Comments, critiques, opinions are welcome in the comments.

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