Every individual posses it
But control we have not
It comes once but never again
It comes and gone it is for all eternity
Deceiver it is
Presenting you with an illusion
That it will forever abide with you
It comes once but never again

With each second, minute, hour that passes there’s a change tho unseen it may be
but a change it is
A wail, very loud , celebration and tears of joy
a baby is born
It’s a girl the doctor yells
A wail, filled with so much agony
So much pain,death just took one of their own
Why!!! They yell
Deceiver you are
It comes once but never again

Unseen is it ways
Today you were born
Tomorrow you birth your child
The next a grandchild
Death comes knocking
Where did all the time go you ask?
Deceiver it is
It comes once but never again

Friendly words I part with
Time we say ,there’s time
But there’s none!
You will never see this same time on this same day in this same year it’s gone!
Make the best of every second you get

Not that I'm through
By the time I'm through
I'll be through!

This silly world
With silly words
From silly friends
From silly foes
Wholly sickens me.

Not that I'm through
By the time I'm through
I will be through
And the world will know
I'm true in this silly world

And the world will know
An elephant is not a buffalo.

A friend asked me
how to be a writer.
I wanted to say,
lock yourself in a room,
scream until you have
a poem and no voice.
Open your veins and bleed
until you know that your bones
are pure words and sorrow.
Act as if you slit your own throat
and all you can bleed
are your own regrets
and all of the darkness
you boxed up for inspiration.
Write your mom a letter,
tell her you're leaving
and you won't be back for awhile
Because being a writer is traveling
through all seven layers of Hell
and denying anything is wrong.
Forget loving yourself
when all you have is a pen and paper
fused to your wrist
and Jesus is tapping at your skull
saying turn back now.
Warn the neighbors that if they smell burning
It's just your soul
clawing at the front door trying to get in.
Learn how to be alone.
Learn how to lose everything you have
in order to feel release,
learn how to only feel deceased
from now on.
A friend asked me
how to be a writer.
All I said was
don't