You reassured my decision
I made firmly and wisely
to not let you in
A monster you are
the worst kind
you'll perish with that attitude
of scorn, loath and hate
You think you're being a hero
as you take the breath of innocent souls away
You walk in darkness
I held onto the delusion
that you weren't the demon
you could be grace
But as the time on the clock
rotates in a slow ticking circle
I see that you sir are my biggest hurdle
Getting the thoughts of you out
that are flooding my mind
you are the master of erasing time
I ponder
I sit
I grieve
I once let the scare tactics you had
control me
but with time and fate
I'm afraid to say
with a bit of Gods grace
you'll never see the day

It is morning time
The air feels crisp
Time to tidy up
There's so much to do
The baby squalls,
Alerted of the noise of the vacuum cleaner,
He needs some attention
At last,
Things can wait
These are the glory days
as they say
"Babies don't keep"
and children don't stay little for long

Maybe...
She whispered
Get lost in the breeze
Enjoy this moment
Let time freeze
Live in the present
Forget the foreseen
Events of the future
Maybe..
Just let be