Time Poem by The Mowjo

Tick-Toc, Tick-Toc, Tick-Toc each time that dammed clock Tick-Tocs,
Another second of my life passes, but does it pass on the Tick or the Toc,
You may say does it really matter? To me it does it’s my life passing,
I remember times when time stood still for me,
That first kiss I ever had, that lasted but a second, but seemed hours,
The first time I made love, no more than seconds in reality,
But In the excitement of that moment time stood still,
I can’t even remember her name, which is no reflection on her,
I was lost in a moment of time where nothing else existed,
Just a lustful few seconds where time stood still,
There have been many times in my life when time stood still,
Good times that hold sweet memories,
But there have also been times when I wished time didn’t exist,
The call from the Hospital telling me my Mother had just died,
Stunned silence, as I stood not knowing what to do or say,
The knowing that my Father would feel the pain even more than me,
Then years later when my Father died,
Knowing that the pain was mine alone, and blaming God,
Oh how I wish I could erase those moments in time,
But all those moments belong to me alone,
Moments that I cannot share with anyone, only speak of them,
Somehow hoping that they will understand, and share a moment with me,
The better times that stood still outweigh the bad ones by far,
But in my thoughts I remember the bad ones more,
Perhaps because of the pain that came with that moment,
And the thought that I was now alone,
That even friends and family couldn’t take my pain away,
Now as I look back all I remember is moments in time,
Thinking to myself when will time stand still again,
Hoping that the next will be a happy moment and not sad,
Tick-Toc, Tick-Toc, Tick-Toc,
Time waits for no one not even me, Dam that clock.