Chapter 8. "Time."

A poem I wrote: May 24th 2004. According to the entry this is the "Modified version" so I can't give an accurate date as to when I originally wrote it.

(Still 15 years old.)

I sat alone a lot as a kid. My mind would roam and race so much...and I never fully understood it or why I felt how I did. Thought as I did.

I never figured out why I was so anxious all the time, even when I appeared outwardly calm and collected.

I live with existential anxiety. 

I didn't know that, and a lot of parents among the African American community tend to brush aside or downplay their children's disorders and/disabilities.

Please don't do that folks.

Talk to your kid(s)

They need it.

They need you.

Enjoy.

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Days are passing, time slows down.

Most will smile, while others frown.

Waiting till the sun goes down

Another day is born, golden brown.

Loved ones die 

While others are born,

With a ripple effect

And life is adjourned.

The trees will sway 

As strong winds blow.

People will age

As grey hairs show.

Jumping crickets sing their song

Birds whistle melodies all day long.

These days of sorrow roll by slowly...

The sunshine fades as clouds grin coldly...

All this comes from the passing of time

After all the "could haves and should haves" are left behind.

So don't end up regretting things you've said

For the one it was aimed at might end up dead...

7 longs days in a week.

24 hours, dare you speak?

60 minutes, walking away...

60 seconds, oops to late.

Trees will grow

As buildings fall.

Canopies stand strong and tall.

Roots come sprouting through the floors.

Grapevines wrap around the doors.

The earth returns to what it used to be

With not a building in sight

But only trees.

Many things will happen as time rolls by.

Desserts are born as oceans die...

This Earth was made to continuously swell 

But yet it shall not as time will tell...

For every man, boy, and girl shall see the day

When a friend of loved one passes away...

The sands of time 

Bring love and hate

And continue on 

At its stead rate.

But we all die one day...

And since that's true

I'd rather pass now

Then live on without you.

And time rolls on.

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Sheeeeeesh lol

"Shake it off kid, it'll be okay."

That is somewhere along the lines of what I would tell younger-me if ever given the opportunity. 

Besides: "Save every fucking penny that you don't NEED to spend!" 

I would say that part too.

Maybe before that forts part even.

I was an angsty kid lol. 

I need attention and love.

Validation and purpose.

Be that for someone.

You have no idea how important it is and what it could mean...

Believe me.

See you soon folks.