Hallucinatory poetry "Time"

At the cafe,

My voice succumbed
To the voices of many.
In Time,
Like a cape of grandiosity I am silent.

It's snowing outside and the blizzard has you wondering,
Whether to put on the black coat and look your best,
And Time doesn't know whether you're in haste,
For, you are absolutely sure you're too late.
You're arriving and you've walked through the door.
A lady storms through and sits down with her acquaintance by the bar,
And you have one chance
To express it now or never--your never ending affection for honey!
Then a voice crack and she's left to her place of work because she's an alcoholic.
There you'll see Time and Time again sorrow and despair.
Time wont allow your wishes come true
For she's in love with him and you are in love with her.