Wasted Time
Poetry by Sal a.k.a. Playboy
Art by: Fernando Amaro Jr

The Time that I've wasted is my biggest regret, Spent in these places I will never forget. Just sitting and thinking about the things that I've done the crying, the laughing , the hurt , the fun.

Now it's just me and my hard driven guilt behind a wall of emptiness I allowed to be built. I'm trapped in my body , just wanting to run back to my youth with it's laughter and fun .

But the chase is over and there's no place to hide . Everything is gone, including my pride. With reality suddenly right in my face I'm scared, alone and stuck in this place.

Now memories of past flash through my head And the pain is obvious by the tear's that I shed. "I ask myself " Why and where I went wrong? I guess I was weak when I should have been strong.

Living for the drug and the wings I had grown, My feeling were lost ,affraid to be shown. As I look at my past it's so easy to see the fear that I had , afraid to be me. I'd pretend to be rugged , so fast and so cool when actually lost like a blinded old fool. I'm getting to old for this tiresome game of acting real hard with no sence of shame.

It's time that I change and get on with my life," fullfilling my dreams " for a family and a wife. What my future will hold "Cousin" I really don't know but the years that I've wasted are starting to show.

I just live for the day when I'll get a new start and the dreams I still hold deep within my heart. I hope I can make it, I at least have to try- Because I'm heading toward Death" And I don't want to die!

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