Wasting Time

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Wasting TimeCJ Levinson

Sometimes I feel like I’m just wasting time againThought I’d be someone different by nowEverything I said keeps coming back to meThought I’d know the perfect wordsBut they never came to mind

And is that really you, standing in front of me?Is that really you, standing in front of me?Hold me now because I need to believe againRemember me because I need to be free

All I’ve ever wanted seems so far awayThe world barely turnsI can feel every part of me, reaching outBut the words die within me

Surrounded by this confusionAnd the dying lightMy only joyIs the faint smile in your eyes

And is that really you, standing in front of me?Is that really you, standing in front of me?Hold me now because I need to believe againRemember me because I need to be free

Remember me because I need to be free

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3 responses to “Wasting Time”

  1. Kay Lynn Avatar

    Wow, beautiful! It wasn’t so long ago that I felt exactly that way. I always sought to put it into words, but it never really came out the way I wanted it to. Actually, none of my poetry has ever come out exactly the way I wanted it to, but yours is really very good. Keep it up!CJ: Thanks Kay! I’m glad you enjoyed it; there’s a lot of me in this poem and I’m not used to being so open, so it’s great to know it touched you like that.I still feel like this sometimes and that’s one way writing has really helped me, given me that outlet I wouldn’t have had otherwise… I’m still never 100% happy with my writing but I think writers just need to write… you start to know when to let it go after a while.Thanks for the kind words. I’ll pop across to see your blog later.

  2. Maribeth Avatar

    Hi C.J., long time no talk:) I really like this poem. How have you been?

  3. cjwriter Avatar

    Hi Maribeth, I’m glad you liked the poem. It’s one of my more personal poems and one of the first I wrote, so I’m still quite attached to it!Reading it back now it probably feels more like a song at times; I think I was trying to write something that Lindsey Buckingham or Snow Patrol might sing.I’m doing okay. I haven’t felt that well for the last couple of months and blogging has fallen off the radar, but I’m slowly getting back into it now. I’ve just had a lot on my mind. Thanks for keeping me in your thoughts. ;)

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