Watch the Clock

Pay attention and narrow your vision

and see only things you wish to see.

Narrow your focus: What are you missing?

Allow your vision to let things be.

Don’t stare too long, you might miss out

on life passing by your very face.

You may not know what will come about;

You must think hard about your fate.

Live in the moment and feel alive.

Time is something that doesn’t expire.

When times get tough, you must climb

to the very top and out of the fire.

Be true to yourself, you can count on that.

You must focus on what you control.

Count your blessings: just not too fast;

the glass can wait to be half-full.

Don’t be late: don’t watch the clock.

You just might miss your chance to shine.

When the time comes, please don’t talk

and watch yourself turn out fine.

Sleeping in

I have slept in, missing the sun,

I excuse the fact I don’t see morning.

Pain crept in when I was done:

before my dreams started forming.

By the time I wake, I make a mistake

and start to feel bad for my self.

I face my self, taking my mind away

to a place that seems to always help.

I sleep away my day to dream of change.

My eyes stay shut as my mind opens.

I enter my mind and set the stage

and try to feel the way I was hoping.

I sleep in only to waste my day

in a quiet state and a single place.

When will I wake, what will I say?

I rise to my feet at an easy pace.

Waves Goodbye

Ocean waves behave irresponsibly, splashing away,
Not being afraid of the damage its causing.
Big and blue, the waves have lots to say
And what’ll you hear might be appalling
Not afraid, I confront the superior waves
And ask the questions that come to mind:
What will happen in the coming days?
“Depends on your attitude” The waves replied.
Back and forth, waves rolled in and rolled out,
Bringing lost items to the people on shore.
By the time it was over, I released all doubt
And appreciated the waves that much more.
I now wait for the waves to come back
But all I can see is undisturbed water.
Waiting all day until the night turns black
To wait more time as days grow harder.
“Where did the waves go?” I ask myself
As I sit alone on this empty beach.
“I have more questions...I need help”
I search for answers out of my reach.
After days alone, the waves reappear
And I listen to the waves as they meet my feet.
I slowly walk in the waters I feared
As I wave goodbye to the problems I beat.