Curious
Do you ever wonder if Time is offended by you wasting it away?
Or,
If you should be offended that maybe Time is actually wasting you away?
Time controls your life completely,
but do you have any control over Time?
No.
But does Time have a time in order to be Time with time?
Do you ever wonder why when you say a word too many times it begins to sound untimely?
Like it was never invented as such yet it exists in this time.
I've wasted at least 5 minutes writing this poem,
do you think Time is offended?
Or should I be offended that Time has a preconceived idea of how long I should be using it for my own benefit?
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
