Lost time

 (( Lost Time ))
Time lost unclaimed
On platforms of life
Moments escape and roll
Between the grated gaps
Of walkways and down manholes
Unretrievable and forsaken
As bitter a brew as old tea
Settled to bottom of porcelain pot
A dark staining river
Of could have beens and did nots
The tired weary insomonia
Of the was going to do
The tomorrow I will achieve
Decieved by sunshine bright
Bubbling energy in veins
Never seeing or knowing
All resources are finitie
Even inspiration can lag
If cellared to long
Grows stale and acidicily sharp
Vinegar of life
Only drink for the unrequited soul.