Time
Time, is something that no one has enough of.
You don’t have enough to read this;
I don’t have enough to write it.
I should be using my time more preciously,
I should be finishing my collage,
That I haven’t started.
I should be dying and bleaching my hair,
I should be doing a lot of things
That I put off this week.
Time, what we have is never enough.
17 years with a father,
who could be gone soon isn’t enough.
10 days of relaxation,
Could have been longer,
I stressed too many days away.
Days to heal
have gone to waste
as tears threaten to spill.
Time, that’s what I need.
I need time to heal,
time to prepare.
I need time to calm myself,
time with him,
and time to myself.
I need time before I’m ready,
to face the near future,
To face the far future.
I need time,
To face the bad things.
Time, is limited.
I should enjoy the time I have,
With the only father I’ll have.
I should take the time,
to cry every once in a while.
I should use my time wisely,
enjoy my life,
And make smart choices.
I should be friends with time,
only she can tell me,
how much longer I have.
Time, is irreversible.
I can’t turn it back,
but if I could...
I’d undo what I did,
I’d be daddy’s little girl again.
I’d have started my collage;
The day I finished my exams.
I’d have spent more time,
With my sister, with Jake.
I’d have sculptured me then,
instead of having to now.
Time, is the only thing I need, that I can’t have.
She judges how long,
I have in this house.
she says how long I’ll have,
My father for.
She tells me when I’ve come too late,
Or when I’ve watched her pass;
And didn’t do anything.
She is a cruel temptress,
She mocks me.
She runs too fast,
And drags on forever.
How I hate her,
Even if she is a precious thing.
I wish for time to be merciful,
Give me enough time with my father.
Help me grow strong.
Aid me in my wisdom, and wake me from dreams.
You don’t have enough to read this;
I don’t have enough to write it.
I should be using my time more preciously,
I should be finishing my collage,
That I haven’t started.
I should be dying and bleaching my hair,
I should be doing a lot of things
That I put off this week.
Time, what we have is never enough.
17 years with a father,
who could be gone soon isn’t enough.
10 days of relaxation,
Could have been longer,
I stressed too many days away.
Days to heal
have gone to waste
as tears threaten to spill.
Time, that’s what I need.
I need time to heal,
time to prepare.
I need time to calm myself,
time with him,
and time to myself.
I need time before I’m ready,
to face the near future,
To face the far future.
I need time,
To face the bad things.
Time, is limited.
I should enjoy the time I have,
With the only father I’ll have.
I should take the time,
to cry every once in a while.
I should use my time wisely,
enjoy my life,
And make smart choices.
I should be friends with time,
only she can tell me,
how much longer I have.
Time, is irreversible.
I can’t turn it back,
but if I could...
I’d undo what I did,
I’d be daddy’s little girl again.
I’d have started my collage;
The day I finished my exams.
I’d have spent more time,
With my sister, with Jake.
I’d have sculptured me then,
instead of having to now.
Time, is the only thing I need, that I can’t have.
She judges how long,
I have in this house.
she says how long I’ll have,
My father for.
She tells me when I’ve come too late,
Or when I’ve watched her pass;
And didn’t do anything.
She is a cruel temptress,
She mocks me.
She runs too fast,
And drags on forever.
How I hate her,
Even if she is a precious thing.
I wish for time to be merciful,
Give me enough time with my father.
Help me grow strong.
Aid me in my wisdom, and wake me from dreams.