- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Wasting My Life Away - lyrics
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I'm not getting any younger
Minutes finitely disappear
Into wasted years
Days pass me by
My life fades into black
All the colors inbetween
Don't remember me
I've become a ghost of days past
Eight hours a day
I work my life away
Count minutes like sheep
Sleep instead of dream
Fidget my life away
Day turns to night
My nocturnal escape
Where I sleep to dream
Search for lost answers
To questions in my waking life
I'm not getting any younger
Minutes finitely disappear
Into wasted years
Days pass me by
My life fades into black
All the colors inbetween
Don't remember me
I've become a ghost of days past
Seconds turn into minutes
Minutes into hours
Hours into days
Days into years
My life is wasting away
Slowly I dig my own grave
Beneath forgotten moments
That lie beneath everpresent angst
I'm drowning in a sea of sorrow
Of all too soon forgetful tomorrows
I'm not getting any younger
Minutes finitely disappear
Into wasted years
Days pass me by
My life fades into black
All the colors inbetween
Don't remember me
I've become a ghost of days past
- COMMENTS
Bridget69almost 19 years agoas though I'm simply going through the motions of life and wondering if I'm perhaps missing out on something more. A lot of familiar emotions here.
My Erotic Taleabout 19 years agothis poem has a dark feel to it, like a nice nun trying to get mad, my first impression, my second an expression of an emotion that is very hard to write about and done so very well.
