Dear Time

Dear time
They say time is relative,knows no boundaries,they say you are inginite,that you heal all wounds.
There is a time for everything i believed,except the things i would and needed never came on time, but lost at awkward times. As i move between yesterday and tomorrow, i realise,things are not what they used to be.
time you have had your effect on me,
turned me into this old laughing stock holding to memories i should forget believing something better coming my way only seeing it all face away and collapse.

You are dead ti me like the smell of ammonia ,
Wish i could discard you all together perharps my life would have found meaning,
looking back at all this wasted and as i move between yesterday and tomorrow,i realise things are not what they used to be,that time you have had your effect on me turned me into this laughing stock believing something better coming my way only seeing it all fade away.