Dedicated to my Ex Wife
Three in the morning
Tossing and turning
The last three, four hours
Total waste of time.
Cannot stand to hear
Unbearable, relentless
Ticking of the clock.
The last words spoken
Walking out the door,
Echoing in my head.
Another sleepless night,
Memories and pictures of days gone by
Kaleidoscopically twisting
Inside my daydreams.
All this time,
Time that went by,
Total waste of time.
Like it never happened,
Places,
That were never visited
Words,
That were never spoken
Promises,
That were never fulfilled.
What of all the dreams?
Just a waste of time.
Now four in the morning
Time keeps moving,
Another useless hour
Drained out of my life.
Look what you’ve done to me
If only I would have known,
You were just,
A waste of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem