Five Minutes...

I can find no reason or ryhme,
For it was just a fraction of time,
Five minutes out of fourteen forty,
It was as if I asked for something more.

My tears have fallen like heavy rain,
With twenty-four hours each day of pain.
Hours of more work to do,
Did you think me not true?

A knife through my heart,
My thoughts are now wrought.
Pain and sleepless nights,
A mere five minutes I sought.

It was five minutes,
what more can I say.
My mind races and my heart starts,
You display no care for my body's fray.

So much I still have unfinished to do,
Five minutes would have but for a little while...
Mended my flesh and eased my mind.
Your chide broke me and left me blind.

Love is amiss, or you in me no faith resides,
In me or my word, for either it must be.
Have I offended or wounded as now you have me?
But the preceeding, that I pray not be.

You are my strength, my rock and my tree...
Covering me from life's brutal storms.
It is but a trinket of time,
Something surely fleeting and free...
It crushed me to have you deny me.

Five minutes...
If asked I would give you all of mine.
Five minutes...
It was just a fraction of your time.