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Josh Carlsen Feb 2019
Reclaiming my time


18 years spent wasting away

I’m a lost scavenger every new day

Time spent searching desperately

For new eyes to help me see

The key that will lock away the disease

I’ll probably never live a life at ease


Reclaiming my time


Time spent running around

When I should have stayed sound

To drift into space I am bound

I wasted all my chances I found


Reclaiming my time


Time spent hiding myself

In a lonely closet

upon the highest shelf

Only fear and lost memories I own

I’m left here suffocating being so alone


Reclaiming my time


Time spent hurting others

When I needed a friend

The cycle of anger and guilt

Is an awful trend

Until I come to terms

It will never end


Reclaiming my time


Time spent trying to get me fixed

In the process locking me away

Killing off what was left of me

While others got to laugh and play

They were looking for a cure

The pills have done a job on me I’m sure


Reclaiming my time


Time spent being left out

Everyone has their clique

They don’t know what I’m about

I’m just a ghost

But I still grieve the most

On the inside I died

That something my shades can’t hide


Reclaiming my time


Time spent watching my family break

My father lost inside his own dark world

He often said he lived in hell

My parents split, the household fell

I never knew my dad when he was well


Reclaiming my time


One day I’ll cross over

To the other side

My days were short

But God I tried

The angel said

“Your here too early, that such a crime.”

I said “All I’m doing here is reclaiming my time

— The End —