By Arcassin Burnham
You're pulling your punches if you think life's impermanence
won't catch up..
paranoia on 100% every time , your thinking you're gonna get
shot or cut..
Not safe anywhere , your so old school, you don't get the motto..
I was thinking more about what i used to be in this country then
i ran out of ammo..
didn't have anything left to fight with at one time,
somewhere in my life,
you were a waste of time,
in all of the bad times,
i didn't think that i would make it far in this condition,
i'm just so surprised,
there isn't enough time,
enough time to waste my time,
Sacrifices being made , and i always had to listen what people say..
Kids are mean and family don't really care about you , they just
want you to pay..
Surreal feeling , so subside,
i can not wonder,
level-headed thoughts in people heads for summer,
Feeling sorry for myself,
i take the pain off,
wishing i could feel her touch that she claims is soft,
Surreal feeling , so subside,
i can not wonder,
level-headed thoughts in people heads for summer,
Feeling sorry for myself,
they don't care about your dreams,
they don't care about your health,
didn't have anything left to fight with at one time,
somewhere in my life,
you were a waste of time,
in all of the bad times,
i didn't think that i would make it far in this condition,
i'm just so surprised,
there isn't enough time,
enough time to waste my time.
- Author: Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 17th, 2017 10:36
- Comment from author about the poem: ©abpoetry2017 http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/06/the-time-wasting-times-30-days-til-july.html
- Category: Reflection
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