Sands Of Time Poem by Kevin Carney

I sit through the night…
So silent, so cold…
As the sun rises….
The light begins.
Reminisces…
In between the blue,
of the early morning sunrise…
Through the thought of it all…
I can only imagine where I went wrong…
Shivers and chills,
the stars fade amongst the brightening sky…
I almost have to laugh it’s kind of like my life.
Never has it been clear.
Sitting here thinking….
Looking back to the days of past…
Still I can’t ever decide.
What I should have done so long ago…
Could I have change my ways?
Maybe it’s just too much thought to put in….
If I did, where would I be here right now?
Would it be enough to beat the hour glass of time?
Will it be enough for the sands of time
to be kind to me?
Could it have bought me the time to?
Hold back the tears of frustration…
Maybe I just should have held my breath,
just to gasp the air…
And let me walk to the edge,
of the end of ending hours.
Of what life could be…
And what death might feel like…
In the end to reach out and see…
What I have become.