No More Time Is There Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No more time is there to waste,
On your tears to cry from swollen eyes.
No one today can afford to await,
To hear repeated excuses.
Or empathize with your created alibis.
And I can not believe I am the one you picked,
To think I have patience to tolerate this.

Wanting with a wish to clear the air,
When that opportunity was there...
For you to do it,
Has gone.
Along with that pain you left to inflict,
With it done to move on...
You did to do and with consciousness.

No more time to give to waste these days,
For tears reminiscing betrayals to mention.
Or apologies given will fix to heal or mend,
Hearts you intended to break...
Left wounded as you made quick escapes to make.
Remember...
You approved what you did then sought to exit.

No more time is there to waste or forgive,
That kind of evil.
Nor are there any exceptions left to contemplate,
When scars to face on a daily basis...
Will ever be erased from minds to leave behind.
With a forgetting in time.
Since time has not yet to prove to be kind,
To remove the doing of that anguish.

No more time is there to waste or find,
On your tears to cry from swollen eyes.
No one today can afford to await,
To hear repeated excuses made.
Or empathize your created alibis.
And do not be surprised. You shouldn't.
That any pain you feel to now reveal is yours.