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