The time is 10.23 pm


The time is 10.23 pm;
I thought I would tell you the time.
I realise you will want to have this time again,
But there simply is not the time.
I do not have an infinite supply
And oxygen tanks do not last forever…
I had to rewrite that word three times,
Because I am not fully focused when I should be clever.
I am tired and want to sleep;
Oh what a lovely dream.


The time is 10.42 pm
And my eyes are feeling heavy.
I should have been asleep by now,
But my brain simply said “Ok!…ready!?
And away we go!”  Writing more useless thoughts;
I truly cannot even remember the start.
But on I go, telling my tale,
Oh yeah, that’s right, it is the story of time.
My brain is as quick as a snail right now;
I want to be flying through the clouds.
The dreams I have, I want a drink,
But I won’t do that because my back aches.
It’s been a normal day.
I’m still the same,
But time is running me into the ground.
I wish I could be profound,
But not a chance; hey! Give it back!
The time you took,
I need it to write books,
Of poetry, but woe is me.
If I only had the chance to romance,
I think I could be happy;
But I honestly do not know where I would find the time.
I would like to raise a family;
But until I get my house in order,
I will have no wife,
So no son or daughter...


The time is 10.49 pm.
I wish I had more time.
I give everybody what they want,
But time is never mine.
I give to them a piece of me.
I give to you a piece of me.
I give to love a piece of me.
I give to work a piece of me
And I give to anybody who needs,
Yet another piece of me.
I give to friends and family even more of me
And then you keep on asking me,
Oh, why do you feel so empty?
Because I have nothing left to give,
But I want to be the best there is
And I will not accept second-rate,
Because I want the best from my next mate.
I want someone who is divine,
Who shines a light into my mind
And illuminates the thoughts I have.
I want someone to stop me being so sad…


The time is 10.54 pm.
Time is flying by again.
I think I already said that once,
But I do not have the time to go back and look,
Because I want to go to sleep
(Lost counting sheep)
And end this time-taking story.
But this is so much fun to discover!
I will continue and hope to not be boring.
If you have not given up by now,
Relax, we are nearing the finish.
I have woven a web of words for you
And I shall do so until the words run out.
As time runs by and I approach the end of this wish,
I simply remind you to give me a break.
Love me or not.
Like this or not.
I am tired, so whisper your response
And I will thank you for not being too loud…


The time is 11.02 pm.


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