Wasted Time

A curious cat once died, it’s true.

Could have been me, lifeless and blue.

And not just nine times but more.

The foolish young me thought life was a bore.

I started to party, never was tardy.

Soon I would learn of Coke and Bacardi.

If only I would have stopped there.

But I was too reckless, I didn’t care.

I had to try this, then I’d try that.

Then I’d try both wherever I sat.

Most of them good until they were gone.

And then it was me who couldn’t be strong.

Said it was fun and I would just laugh.

Took it much further than I should have.

People would tell me of moderation.

So then I’d blow off their confrontation.

That was before I lost all my friends.

And now on Christmas a card no one sends.

I’ve lost my self and everything else.

Just have a map to visit many hells.

My heart is getting to Heavy.

Reached a low I never thought I’d see.

Right now I just want to start over.

Or soon you’ll all have to bury me.

How do I know I’m not too late?

One day without is too much on my plate.

What is tomorrow if I do not wake?

I just need someone with a hand I can take.