Half the time
Frantasia Fryer A.k.A Remixkidd 1997 (Charlotte,North Carolina)
Time is just a thing we use
to know
The days have passed
I use time
To count the years
I’ve Lived and never laughed
Half the time I sit alone
And peer inside my mind
Dreaming of someone to love
And help me pass the time
Yesterday was full of clouds
With winds that teased of rain
Sitting by and waiting there
For rain that never came
And there you were
A walking dream
That briefly caught my eye
I knew you were the perfect one
To help me pass the time
Half the time
I’m more engaged
In how the world
Is flawed
I never stop
To take it in
And marvel
Dusk to dawn
My pessimistic
Views on life
Don’t make for
Joyful talks
But you seemed like
The one for me
Just blissful quiet walks
Round and round
We seem to go
Just like a childrens game
My careful thoughts
Are laid to rest
In case you feel the same
Poetry is broken words
we throw
Onto a page
I use my words
To show the world
They’ll never see my face
Half the time
I fantasize
About a life of bliss
And coming home
To you at night
Is something that
I’d miss
I look into
Your lonely eyes
And know
That were the same
A girl without a friend to love ,
A dog without a Name
Time is full of crazy things
Like loss
And bitter pain
But time can be the thing
We need
To help each other change.
About this poem
Half the time is about two lost souls finding their way to each other.
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Written on March 01, 2022
Submitted by Remixkidd on March 06, 2022
Modified by Remixkidd on March 07, 2022
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