Time

I was looking through my files the other day and I came across several poems I wrote in high school. Of course  they were about how my love life went to pots and all the suffering and tears I went through. Poems about how I got my heart broken due to people leaving me... blah blah... and so forth.
 Its interesting to go back and see all the pain and agony you thought you were going through.Now looking at it from an older perspective I realized it wasn't even that bad. Yeah some man ripped my heart out, threw it on the ground, and walked away, but thats not so bad right? ....Right!? Lessons learned I guess. haha
Anyway there was one poem I liked when I was going through my "o so dramatic" poems.I tweak it up a little bit so I could post it to the world and reveal what a drama queen I was. Alright I admit it! I am still a drama queen, but I've calmed down. Sort of...
This poem was written during my senior year after a summer romance that ended abruptly.  Here it is. 

Time   

The days are passing slowly

The year is not yet gone

And not a day goes by

When I can hear and repeat our song

The clock is ticking

My head is spinning

My heart is racing

But what am I chasing?

The nights are getting darker

The snow is starting to fall

My heart becomes hopeful

As I wait for your call

  

The clock is ticking

My head is spinning

My heart is racing

But why am I waiting?

My walls are starting to weaken

My heart begins to quake

I look all around me

But no one seems to care for my sake

The clock is ticking

My head is spinning

My heart is racing

But no one is coming…

By

Channing  Jackson

This poem was written and copyrighted by me, Channing Jackson and if I find out if anyone claims that it is theirs I will hunt them down and gut them like a fish. You have been warned. Carry on!