Saturday, January 16, 2010

It's Only Time

It’s only time the young man thought
Despair tore him apart
The handcuffs ‘round his forearms
Felt like handcuffs ‘round his heart

The craving crawled all over him
But now it had to wait
The men in blue had him in hand
Threw him in and slammed the gate

He drifted back to yesteryear
A troubled youth was he
Good school, good friends, but something lost
Looking back to far to see

What went wrong, why was he here,
He knew the answer well
Preoccupied his parents were
His life a living hell

His father's life was golf, the boys,
The betting shop and beer
His mother fretted constantly
His schoolmates called him queer

So, lonely thoughts get lonelier
And a need to filled the void
He acted out in front of them
But made them more annoyed

Rebellion wouldn’t be the word
He’d use to tell the tale
That started out with smokes and dares
And stopped with him in jail

The smokes had led to alcohol
What sort he didn’t care
And that led on to other things
Hard drugs then deep despair

The only thing to do he knew
Was to higher places go
Each hit required another one
But that required more dough

But where to get that spendy stuff
That buys just one more dream
It’s only time and waiting
Breaking in where you’re not seen

He was living on the edge, you see
Quite thrilling when your there
The high he got from stealing
Merged right in his daily fare

But being sprung is scary
When the panic takes your head
Not thinking through the hit held haze
One swing and she was dead

She could have been his grandma
He just didn’t hear her come
His hand had grabbed the mantle clock
One swing and she was done

If he could hit his own thick head
Or take her place he would
The tears were running freely
As he made the call and stood

“It’s only time” he screamed inside
How he wished he wasn’t there
He held the bloodied mantle clock
Fixed in his glassy stare

Would turning back the hands of time
Another ending mean
His musings halted slowly
As then came the siren’s scream

It’s only time the old man thought
Despair still wrung his heart
He could not turn the hands of time
But today a brand new start

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