I'm floored yet again fam.You gotta be the best Poet on the site.

"A cracked time glass is fleeing, leaking golden grains representing..
Minutes, which mean nothing to me. I want the hours to leak..'


"I used to dream, while awake. Of a place that had nothing which..
Seemed, and still does, better than this chamber of personal chaos.."


and the ending was beautiful.It really gathered it all together.The escape
from reality or life is the messege I got from it.I really liked this.I'm about to look
at your other poems.