“Clock Watcher”

I ORIGINALLY WROTE THIS IN SONG FORMAT TO PLAY ON MY GUITAR, BUT I HAVE DECIDED TO SHARE IT AS A POEM:

As I sit here watching the clock,

Time seems like it’s moving too slow,

All that’s left to do is dream about,

Is how I could have so much more.

Life is only fair when you make it that way,

Until another day passes and you’ve turned your head away,

I feel my life is just moving so slow,

If I don’t start to run I may never know.

And it’s over now,

I must move on somehow,

No looking back,

To the place I left behind.

So I still sit watching the clock,

But the time means nothing to me,

All that’s left to do is live my dream,

Just the way it was supposed to be.

Once I knew a name,

Once I played the game,

Once I held such shame,

Once I felt much blame.

I had always wished for more,

As I cried, I fell to the floor,

I tried so hard to open a new door,

As I felt my life washing up ashore.

Finally I’d had it with all the tries,

It was then I suddenly realized,

That all of my lonely and hurtful cries,

Would soon be answered by his eyes.

I dreamt of another way,

I knew I’d be safe in his arms one day,

There was no more to think or say.

I was sure in my heart I would soon be okay.

Now I am thankful that the past has passed,

I am safe in his strong arms at last,

The future is all we together hold,

A lifetime of riches brighter than gold.

“Once”