I was going through some old files and found a poem I wrote once that I actually really like. I thought to myself when I just found it “clever”

One more day to kill

Another life to fulfill

Searching for something you hope

Finding nothing but smoke

Taking for granite what you have

Realizing that it is all sand

Thinking that she will never know

Wondering why I let her go

Wishing for a second chance

Seeing that your choice is going to last

Struggling to hold on to what you have

Trying to get more to grab

Looking for what you can do

Making no difference in me or you

Believing you have won the race

Noticing you haven’t even began to set your pace

One more day then you have time to fill

25 hours to kill

-Kelly