No Time to Waste

                                    No Time to Waste

                              (Written by: Chris Romero)

No time to waste, I face eternal space

Buds open up, but eyes can’t be wide shut

Flailing and foaming from the mouth with a loud grip of cries

In case someone hears, whose tears coincide in time?

Come and see us perform, we were born to be an artistic display

However furthering my education rendered my creations into dismay

Natives and strangers, our danger is the silencing of tongues

It isn’t over until it’s over; enjoy the ride before our demise makes us one 

Stagnant now I am, unable to move.

Paralyzed by obligations that intellects deem we must prove

Dark and gloom are the colors, and no others have I seen

Presented to me in a text that will help me fulfill my dream

So sick of these hard times, and rhymes that go unheard

Pass me by once again and laugh, though understand, my eyes water this curb

Disillusioned by what they perceive, as one who is compelled to the extreme

Are we both not human, are we both not chosen to play for the same team

Settled up the score and now you’re back for more

Don’t feel as guilty in the present, as I had, some time before

But one can’t see things so clearly

After an overdose of heroin, I was nearly

Gone for good, and dead inside, apparent to the cause

The craving coming back from an old friend who comforts my wounds like gauze

Feeling like an angel who’s lost its imagination

Looking for a way to vent or express my art of shear fascination

But I don’t know a way

So I look the other way