Time's Scars Poem by Patti Masterman

Waiting alone some night
Would I find you watching
Through windows of time?

Filtering down to feel
Some forgotten passage
That I had neglected to seal.

Echoes of your words
Straining my attention
For reasons unheard.

What will I think then
Of your sadness
And my indifference?

The deeper part
Will disappear from sight
Scars form over raw hurt.

It is sad but true
When you run to meet time
Time runs over you.