My Time Has Come Poem by Ben Huff

Pressured by life
To take a path
“Tell us your chosen way,
How are you getting there? ”

I don’t want a knife
Make me in half
No you can’t make me say
“Please, why won’t you share? ”

I’ve been driven here
Time and time again
The path of most fear
“This is no time to begin”

So I’ll CRY, my tears away
And scream your tears to the sun
Freedom will come my way
My time has come

So I’m going to make my own choices
To get me out of this Hell-Hole called life
Please, don’t give me your noise
I don’t need your wife

I was pressured in life
To take your path
To tell you my way
How I’m getting there

Take away that knife
I’m no longer in half
I’m not going to say
You can’t make me share

Someday later, I’ll cry away
Screaming your tears to the sun
Freedom is here; don’t send prayer’s my way
For my time has come