There Will Be Times

there will be times where
your eyes soften, a burnt crimson 
your teeth will speak a broken prose, 
 your sentences will need rehabilitating.

there will be times where you will have to remember that words 
fall quicker from mouths 
then tears do from eyelashes.

there will be times where
where your footprints will feel like teardrops, 
when your limbs feels like phantoms, 
those split seconds where you  
are fading
like ghost dust.

there will be that 3:00am where your half asleep
brain asks ”is there anything worthwhile in this world?’’

and it will reply back to you, ”yes, because there are other times, too.”