I don't know how to feel in this moment?
Typing away for message to be read,
These emotions are my opponent,
Anger subsides making room for greed.
Desperation in Helvetica,
A wooden box would be sent overseas
If only I was a replica,
Postal destination to calm her needs,
Do I dare to look at the passage of time?
Tick tock Tick tock I hate my internal clock,
Maybe God is giving me a damn sign,
No power parting the seas to talk.
Only ability I have is weep,
Dots linger on my screen waiting for beep.