The gears are no longer in motion, their synchronicity no longer, they are wedged to one another, the fluid which ran between them, which gave them life is no more. Drained. They stands still. Lodged in the middle. Between the past, and a wanted future that will never be. Only pain remains as the friction intensifies between the gears of life. Time will never heal...
Nicolas Lusk
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trapped-in-time-3/
