It haunts me Telling jokes Playing games Little pokes Tap, tap, tap Always the same sound Opportunity knocking But can't be found. Windows are covered The door without a knob The noise is loud Between these sobs. Temptation is lurking Don't let it come in The temptress offers Fate stalls again
Pleasant sounds now have ominous tones Begging for the worst Painting the best. The artist is unknown While work is displayed Manipulated understanding. Young are born Old still age Brevity highlighting it all. Muscles ache While wasting away So is the state of time.
There they stand Thinking of all the time ahead Racing to grow up Ignoring lines they tread. Enjoy being a kid! Sentiment each parent sells The dream that is always preached Too often doesn't turn out well. Waiting to take responsibility And rescued in their youth Then shock from friends and strangers When time reveals …
Walk into walls To see if they fit Finger in socket Until the shocks quit. Ring around the Rosie Truck bed rides Drinking from a hose God is the guide. Eat off the floor Before the final second ends Remember it all Even when time isn't a friend.
Needing to scream And through it have a plan. Wanting to care When no longer giving a damn. Find the focus And a reward is there to get. Just be honest... And keep the face from getting wet. It needs to be okay- Because so much will hurt being wrong. As the fool bets on …
Anger Is no logic or reason. Love Is no logic or reason. Both Cause insanity BUT Only one wastes time. Why? Anger has a passion time can't control. Which- Will you choose to waste?
You don't have to be my regret I don't want to silence your voice- But the need for opportunity… To give wants a voice. No titles or lines To divert or mislead... Just the chance to explore- And hearts to feed. No love to cherish But a heart to feel- A relationship to adore- And …
No hateful looks Or apologetic words. No example of happiness Or sign of hurt No acknowledgement of me Or demanding of you- No end to the end Or beginning of new. No rewind to push- Or forward to leap. No touch of a hand Or grace of cheek. No future to build Or past to …
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