The Passing Moon

I'm all here and now I sit before the future reader's of this
meaningless text, for all it says is that I am here
no stronger than you, no weaker or finer or smaller
but just here, as a human, as a mind who cannot
sleep through the thoughts, sleep through the day
that has occurred, for a day that has occurred is already gone
not passing me through this moment, but gone
for good.
Passed us all in a span of eternity
was it worth it to think of a passing day, when today is the
day passing us all when yesterday is now passing our minds
wasting away I say, however, more and more I feel it's useless
However honesty is taken, i know now that it is here, it is
capable of doing torturous and amazing things but in the end
honesty is the best because nothing gets left out
and here I am, honestly saying, that today will soon be gone
and for once I can see through the glass and the flesh and the light
to say what I feel because the night will soon be gone and we must
not ever waste this away, I Love You my darling.

poem by Christopher Michael McGarry
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