It is time

It is time...
It is time to rise above the shattered pieces of myself that lay lifeless on the ground.
It is time to rise above the nothingless that has become of the person I see in the mirror.
It is time to tell the one standing in front of the mirror that they have believed a lie.

Time will not wait for the swimming in a pool of self pity.
Time will move on even if hurt and fear reside.
Time can be an enemy or a friend.

Eternity's clock is ticking and I am living in hours past.
Eternity's clock echos in my ear but will not slow to grant a pause.
Eternity's clock beckons for my mind and soul to awaken to the time.

Heart is beating. Breath is racing. Time. Time to choose. Live like death is near. tick. tick. Die every day for years? tock.