the ticking time ...shys away from real truth
that the moment is gone along with our youth
never to be had
no looking back
wishing it all again

the time we knew,,worlds now apart
yet wishing i spoke those words
hoping i said those thoughts
thinking im lost ..whatever the cost ..all hurt

the ticking time passed me by without a care in the world
straight through me as i blinked ..devouring like a drink
left so thirsty and alone .....all alone and so quiet
time passes by and youth becomes the past
when its time its our time to meet
memories now oblique..
time done its deed

My dream became my other world so real or is this fake
I dreamt of many crazy things like floating in a lake
i must be mads cos I dont swim and sink just like a brick
my dreams are more reality than I could ever think

I pinched myself so I could see the difference from the two
but would I really tell apart the dreaming from the truth
time will tell when one does wain and all becomes a blurr
the dreaming and reality ..I concur

Bang!!! ...thats how it feels to wake up from the black
thats how we stire from beyond ..thats how we live in this world
Bang the black is near ..it shivers my fear ...
Bang!!!
now im scared

Most of us just never will know when him up there decides hello
but some do plan for when its near ,no sky to see just many tears
no kids to cry get out the way or christmas cards or big birthday
to want to know or be it told must be bad for all who old
Yet strength ive read in someones sorrow they live today and not for morro
for plan they do as body tires a brave young lady a real fighter

I wish her peace and family strength the bravest thing ive heard in a long time Donna is 17 and has a rare form of cancer and has planned her own funeral Bless you donna and all your family

My soul crys yet another day ..feelings so near so far away
turned that corner that turned on me ..made my life ones life away
yet i want so more to see a life of livings destiny
ropes of chain surround my whole waiting watching bait the cold
one day soon i'll see the light ..all lifes future life begun

The year did pass and felt so quick
another year without his whit
he played his golf upon the new
it was his last until his due!!!
.......................................
I died a year or Two.. a wake I guess
but now I think of him no less
He loved and liked and made me cry
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why oh why did he so die
........................
I know look back and want to say
so so much got in our way
Dad ..you *** you got me good
Boy I loved so so much

I hate Tuesdays .....
its a pants day.
a none day
a one day

I hate Tuesdays ...
its a new day
the first day
of the week

I hate Tuesdays
but love
Sundays
Its bacon
roast beef dinner
Hovis bread for tea
and top gear on the telly

everyday should be Sunday

the best day of the week