336 Hours

These hands are holding me back
These hands they can’t even feel
Time has no mind to understand
How well it’s hands can heal
Or how slow it’s hands can go
When I am trying to get home
When I’m driving in the dark
Or at altitude alone

These feet are holding me back
These feet they don’t even move
Miles have no mind to understand
How many feet that I drove
Or how many more I must go
When I want to be with you
When I’m running open roads
Oh the miles never knew

But I am only three hundred thirty-six hours out from the end of this journey I’m making

Every hour three thousand seconds reminding me painfully how long it’s taking

Just to get home to the place I began to the place I left and left you standing

I hope you know every minute I’m gone is a minute I spend desperately planning

How I can get back to you


7 responses to “336 Hours

  1. I love this one. I read it over and over and over. It seems to be a short period of time… It is funny how life changes your perspective.. having a countdown to a time puts a level of comfort in the waiting usually. however, the unknown is magical andn can hold some hidden optimism which is wonderful. With a countdown you know definitely, but when you don’t know maybe its sooner than you think? 🙂 thank you again for another wonderful post.

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