#wasting
There’s no use calling me
Not like ever did before
And “goodbye” feels too final now
Like closing a door
So i'll wish you well instead
I won’t say you treated me badly
You just could’ve tried more
But I try not to linger on what we lost
Or what we were before
You only ended up wasting my time
Even if you don’t see now
It matters more that I know.
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 3:23 PM UTC
The pity in it all is..
How light the weight
of her leaving felt.
Once the dust
had settled and,
Just Before
the lonliness began
And, as it does.
Replace her
In some form
On and onward
Forever and unto always..
It is this
That in truth
One day
serves to End
Smothering so
It Crushes him.
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 7:27 PM UTC
'Hello' is the word I keep whispering;
just soft enough for no ones ears,
and I miss you is the mantra that
finds my weak heart full of fears.
I'm sorry you regret me, really,
I didn't mean to meet your eye,
because then it's only more painful
when I fade out, sighing 'goodbye'.
Oct 31, 2025
Oct 31, 2025 at 11:04 AM UTC
Days flit by
like a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
As If watching a leaky faucet
In a plugged sink
The drops are slow to build
Weighted down by their own mass
As they reach a point where gravity
can no longer be surpassed,
To a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
As they fall into the basin
scattering ripples
And splattering droplets
As they fall
Gathering light in a glittering bowl
As the next drop slowly begins to flow
By the
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
But once you’re attention is pulled
And the visual is no longer there
Only a sound heard
Consistent tempo filling the air
Seeming to speed
where eyes can’t see
And the budding drops
fall carelessly
With a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
before you know it the basin is filled
With the drops cascading
beyond ones will
And the ripples now
scatter to waves against the brim
Caving to gravities endless whim
As a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
Once you notice, it’s far too late
The marble is shimmering
with streams and ponds
As it tallies the fee of water wasted
_So too does time slip from the basin_
And the coins we pay
exchanged with age
To a
_Drip
Drip
Drip
Drop_
Before you know it
time has come to a stop
along with both
the _drip_
and the _drop_
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 2:12 PM UTC
So
I couldn’t bring myself to do it
So what?
Love comes around and goes around
High school was never meant to last forever
Four years in hell
Is better than an eternity of being dead
Plus
That wasn’t always my outlook
So what?
People grow and I should be no different
Single on valentines again
For the fourteenth year
Is better than an eternity of being dead
Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 6:19 PM UTC
Been lost too long to find the right road
To save squandered time thrown away
Backtrack the past but I'm wasting the present
Cannot erase regret
Tried every which way
Jun 2, 2023
Jun 2, 2023 at 2:08 AM UTC
In open arms; these galloping seasons—
chasing after summer. A cold heart made of stone.
I'm torn: a ripped page; my appellation out of the
_Book of Life._
Deathly wallows swallow my mind, as the
depressed eye looking at the pen as a knife.
An execution of a piece of paper,
bleeding out pain, and yells out in hurt.
Starved are these words—food for thought.
A penny for a thought, worthwhile taking time to
overthink, more often than the count to blink.
Tedious, hideous, a galloping chase—seemingly
alive. But I'm really just beating a dead horse.
Truthfully overthinking--does ****
Jul 7, 2022
Jul 7, 2022 at 12:38 PM UTC
Whispers of tree leaves,
shaking fibres of the very skin. A breeze
creeping through all of the wall cracks.
Breath heavy not of stink, but cold breath;
a weighing heart of ice deep in my chest.
Sin in my bones, _(from birth)_ weakness of
the flesh. Time is plenty on my hands.
Intent on the mind, procrastination under breath.
"I'll do it all tomorrow"
I recalled a bird's song as a morning lullaby,
rooster crow echoes of less time left in a dream.
Diminutive time; clocks going full circle several times.
"Fine I'll do it in the afternoon"
The Eve sets on the day,
as to kiss her Adam, as the first sun.
But it's the last light of dusk coming into play,
wasted by the nothing of planning to do something.
"Snap! Where did the day go"
Back to the start of the end, into the new
beginning of procrastination.
"I'll definitely do it tomorrow"
_Yeah right._
Jul 6, 2022
Jul 6, 2022 at 12:15 PM UTC
I'm angry with you
I am sure you don't care
If these words were spoken I'd be wasting my air
My feelings not even an afterthought in your brain
You are too selfish to consider my pain
Mar 23, 2022
Mar 23, 2022 at 6:31 AM UTC
wasting well water wishes
while in wastewater wading
waiting waist-high wailing
weeping, wailing—
what a waste!
wasting well water wishes
while we're waxing waning
waning waxing waging
waging, wasting—
wherewithal!
wanting well water wishes
while whole world wishing
wasting wishing wanting
wanting wishing—
whole wide world!
welcome well water wishes
while we're wakeful watching
wakeful watchmen warning
warning watching—
wonderful!
whew!!
Mark Toney © 2022
Mar 6, 2022
Mar 6, 2022 at 11:02 PM UTC
A thousand chances I gave to you
Each one you carelessly broke
I called you my soulmate
Now that word just makes me choke
Why do I always fool myself
And believe your honeyed lies?
Falling for the next facade
Before the last tear even dries
Our love is a labor of loyalty
But I carry it's heavy weight
Despite how much it wears me out
Or slows down my wobbly gait
Which requires an impressive grip
So I don't drop you from my hands
When most would have given up by now
My tired frame continues to stand
Throughout misadventures
As seasons pass us by
I hold our relationship up
Even when you hardly try
Your absence is tearing me to shreds
Strangling me with misery
And the cuts all over my insides
Bleed out though no one can see
Since you abandoned ship
Feel older than ever before
Loneliness is aging me
From my surface to my core
Seeking refuge from the storm
Safe haven I can't seem to find
Cannot escape the sight of your face
You're everywhere I turn in my mind
But you have no comfort to offer
Except in dreams and memories
So I fill my reality with questions
Stuck in consecutive reveries
The coldest summer I've experienced yet
Though the sunshine is bright overhead
I am frozen straight through the bone
Even with somebody new in my bed
The beat in my chest sounds quieter now
My pulse slow and miniscule
Death would be easier than this I am sure
But I am not a coward
Only a fool
Running circles with my eyes tightly shut
Wasting away as time passes me by
Living life on autopilot
In a stupor
More like a zombie since you said goodbye
Jul 16, 2021
Jul 16, 2021 at 7:56 AM UTC
I think....
I think
I am wasting my life away
Because all these hands have ever
built is destruction
And they are
h
e
a
v
y
weighted down by many forgotten dreams
Many unlived lives
And I am so tired...
Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 12:37 AM UTC
I can and I will
No more jokes
No more games
It's now my turn
I deserve to be loved
I deserve to spoil me
So if you want to join me
there's some things
you have to agree to
Its time for laughter
It's time for love
Real life no playing
MAKING IT THE BEST
For the rest of my time
on this earth
© Jennifer DeLong 🦏
3/2021
Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 7:25 AM UTC
The crest of the wave
Moves silent in the night
Beneath a moon that knows
Each year that comes and goes
Takes us farther from the light
The saline mist of a churning sea
Leaves tears that fall in long runs
Scarring the rocks temporarily
As water dries beneath the sun
To start again in the new day
Once more be washed away
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 1:46 AM UTC
Wasting My Time With You
By: Moesha Subria Ricketts
If I knew I would be so miserable I would stay,
Stay away from you.
As I first laid my eyes on you,
you have nothing not even a pair of shoes.
You speak about promises and I fall for them
But as they say promises are comfort to a fool.
So, I am the fool.
You say you would help me in achieving,
But, that a lie.
You speak it in your life that you’ve been there for many
But what about one.
So, I wonder were you wasting my time,
For my brain is young and fresh.
Father used to say I am naïve in loving a no-good like you
I try to prove him wrong but he was always right
My future is doomed with you I could see there is no love for me
My pass should be about you, that am hoping to forget
My present is you, that is wasting my time.
You are wasting my time.
I wish I could just pack my things and leave you by dawn
But I have nowhere to go I am trapped in a box
You offer nothing but misery.
For you are wasting my time.
If I knew I was going to run back to you
I wouldn’t have been with you
If I knew I was going to be miserable
I wouldn’t be so vulnerable.
All I can cry about is that you have wasted my time
You have wasted my time
You are wasting my time
You are always wasting my time
THE END
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 10:26 PM UTC
Its scary
As time passes
I wonder
Am I wasting my time?
Am I wasting my life?
It terrifies me that I might never be able to do those things
That maybe in the future I wont be bringing justice to the world
Even if not those, what if I end up doing nothing
What if I end up becoming nothing?
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 3:54 PM UTC
In a castle of sand
What are we breathing
What are we wasting
What are we protecting
Why did we build this castle
Why did I build this castle
I built it to leave it behind
I built it to love
I built it to live
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 6:36 PM UTC
A bad connection
Are you there? I can't hear you. Am I wasting breath again?
A bad sign
When you didn't want to call me to hear about my life
A bad sound
Crying myself to sleep while staying at your parent's house
A bad promise
One you said before you meant and didn't realize what it costed
A bad daydream
Wondering why you stopped loving me or if you never knew the feeling
A bad recovery
Angry, as good as it can be, altogether incomplete
A bad love
One that existed, but wasn't enough
Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 11:49 AM UTC
I've been told to trust time
Like somehow it would save me from the night
When my dreams threaten to eat me alive
Like festering rot
That continued to develop over trusted time
When I was told to trust in time
I took his advice
I truly thought that everything
Would simply be alright
But time started to devour my bones
Leaving me without a soul
I've been trusting time
For a while now
Waiting for it to save me
But maybe time
Is what was wrong with me to begin with
My march towards a place without time
Is growing increasingly fast
As I sit on my bed, I wonder
How long I will last
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC
what's the point
of trying..
when I know
you're just
gonna be
the same
ya I should be
more understanding
but this time
I can't help
but think
that I'm just wasting
my time..
on you
I'm getting a little sick
sick of this
always worrying about you
when you can't
can't even listen to me
am I whispering..
are my words going mute..
do they even
even mean anything
like you say they do
to you…do they?
what's the point
of caring..
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC
We are afraid of alone
Love too much or not at all
Other person becomes our addiction
Without them caring go through withdrawal
You will not be whole without them
Who you are alone
What you regret
For which you cannot atone
Not today
Not tomorrow
Or the next
Have I made wrongs right?
Never felt a sense of conviction
I have been wasting words I write
Jan 15, 2020
Jan 15, 2020 at 3:50 AM UTC
I feel like everyone's letting me go
Like they kicked me out their minds
Like they ripped me out their heart
Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 5:48 PM UTC