XCI Seconds, minutes, hours, Days, weeks and now months. Tempus fugit. That moment, etched In my mind. Forever. Helpless, Unable to assist. Watched life slipping away. My heart; broken. My soul; crushed. My keeper; gone. Life goes on, They say. Who, exactly, are they? A bitter heart Has emerged. One unrecognizable. The waning moon holds hope, Soon washed away By the tides. I'm jailed for eternity.