The Way 🇰🇪

My clock is no longer ticking
And my pen just ran out of ink
My thoughts turned back to water
Steady flowing yet I cannot blink
They told me eyes speak a lot
But whenever I look in the mirror
I wonder what happened to that lot
It seems like I have nothing to say
Or my eyes can’t explain it either way
All the words my pen wrote in blue
Their borrowed time is way past due
All the hope, pain, joy, strength and more
They all once was and are now no more

KJ🇰🇪