My Time

I lost my watch, but my time didnt stop
In fact, my time seemed to be passing me by
So I gave chase, but it was like I was running in place
As time became my horizon
Or the prize that I must keep my eyes on
But I would rather stare directly into the Sun
Then to have to face my time
Im infatuated with time, Im sprung on time
But for time, I am just one of many potential suitors
Too few of us pursue her with the appropriate zeal
Men and women alike have felt the sting of times whip appeal
Like the little child out of luck
Money crumpled up in their hand
Chasing the ice cream truck
Tears welling up in the corners of their eyes
As the passing traffic drowns out their cries of STOP!
But no matter how loudly you call her
Time like that truck becomes smaller and smaller
Until it becomes something that was
But no longer is
I look around and I begin to barter with time
I said what about him over there
Hes wasting his time, can I have his?
And time said, thats funny
Because you waste me too
Even though Im responsible for you
You dont respect me
But you fear my end
You dont appreciate me
But you wonder when did I begin?
I said, time out, time out
But I am out of sync with time
Because I always seem to arrive too soon
Or Ill get there just after
I am a slave to my time
But I must learn to master time
Only then will I become the master of my fate
But if time waits for no one
Am I too late?
I am times whore
Because Im willing to sell my soul
For moretime

The very same time thats ushering me down lifes corridor
As memories leap from my head to haunt me
Shouting; There is no more!
And then I come to a locked door
Im kicking the door, clawing at the door
Rattling the hinges trying to break through to the other side
Where this time becomes eternal time
And this entire time, my time was whispering in my ear
This time was never meant for your physical form
But you were given this time for the cultivation of your spirit
The cultivation of your mind
And you did absolutely nothing this entire time
But waste time
And now that you think time is up
You want more time
What about the time that you killed?
What about the time that you spilled?
You left it as though someone else would clean it up
You let time flow like water from your cup
Now your throat is parched, dry as the Sahara
No more time, a fatal error
The seconds, the minutes, the hours
They backed me into a corner and beat me down
Shouting, We have the power! We have the power!
Backed into a corner
My back is pressed against bricks
Time is passing lick after lick
I cant gather my thoughts, theres no time to think
Instinct for survival
Forces me to confront times sick plans for my mind
As I sink deeper into the quick sands of time
But something about this precise moment in time
Its not right
I refuse to believe that its my time to go
So I decided to fight
And I lashed out at time
Arms flailing wildly, gasping for breath
Tears fell down like rain while I wrestled with time
Because no more time means sudden death
And time like some jealous lover
Searching for proof of my indiscretions
Rifles through my mind
Pulling out memory after memory
Shredding them in front of me
Each discovery leads to accusations of infidelity
Answers lead to more questions
And I find myself being pulled in 6 different directions
All at the same time

Im moving forward into my past
While looking back over my shoulder at my future
Im moving beyond all those other past times
Beyond all those empty promises
Of this will be the last time
That I wait for a moment of desperation
To hold a conversation with God
But its deja-vu all over again
And for the first time in a long time
My head bows, my knees bend
And through my tears and my shame
I acknowledged him
And then I waited for a sign
Thats when I remembered
God may not come when you call him
But Hes always on time
And suddenly I had an epiphany
Time is not my enemy
What time was; is and always will be
Is Gods greatest gift to me
So I reach out for time
And caress her cheek and softly speak to her
Like wine converted back into water
Times idle threats grow weaker
I allowed time to envelop me
I thanked time for taking the time
To nurture and develop me
I take a step back and stare at time
And time stares back at me
For the first time I see time
In all of her splendor and her glory
For everything and everyone under the Sun
There is a time and a story
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