Wake [poem]

Wake

[Originally written December 10, 2010]

The night is so quiet

But soon I will have to wake.

So much time to think

But so little time to do.

I’m always waiting for the day

Then waiting for tonight

Then waiting for the day that comes

When I will find the light.

Will my life pass by

In such a quick, desperate blur?

I don’t know what to wish for

To slow down, or speed up.

But maybe it doesn’t matter

Because I can’t stop this hourglass.

I’m always waiting for the day

Then waiting for tonight

Then waiting for someone to find me

And break off my chains.

Memories that stir

Are so painstakingly beautiful

But it pains me to think about them

Because I can never go back.

Living in the next day

Hoping for something better

I don’t know when this will stop

Unless I step down from this for good.

Maybe I’ll go rest now

And settle these thoughts for later.

Time is still running,

Time is running out.