“The Clock Watcher” (A Repost of my own)

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.

“A Falling Star”

A small dream,

Held by a big heart,

A love lost,

Longing a new start.

With no other choice,

Drowning in tears,

Only some hear his voice,

Only some lend their ears.

A dark smile,

Followed by a bright light,

And soon enough,

It has taken his life.

Not knowing what to do,

Or where else to go,

He slipped into a dream,

Only he will know.

This mass of destruction,

Taken over by pain,

Has caused his obstruction,

Where there were miles to gain.

So young, yet, so old,

So childish but wise,

He felt extreme cold,

As he closed his eyes.

Though he had so much to learn,

And so much more to see,

He felt a feeling… a strong burn,

This was meant to be.

He was loved by one,

He was loved by all,

But he fell very hard,

And it became his last fall.