Time

Just a poem

Time

Too many things

I should have done

Throughout my life

But now's too late

In all the time

That I was given

All I did was

Just to wait

Days chase months

Months chase years

While I just watched

Them rotate

Extended chances

Were many, but

Chances don't give

Time to waste

I locked myself

Inside my castle

Closed all windows

And shut the gate

Then cast my fate

Into the wind

Then asked the wind

To catch my fate

I breathe words

And I drink letters

Drugs that help me

Contemplate

To whom it may

Concern I write

Words and lines I

Can't translate

To whom who may

Read my poems

Time is circles

That circulate

Within more circles

Inside a whirlwind

Time is a hunter

We are the bait