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Carson Elliott Jan 2017
Time is wasted some might say,
What's here tomorrow still gone today,
Do I do this, waste time on that,
In general time is running flat,
Try to make most for ample it's not,
Time is like a boiling ***,
Sit and watch is what we're taught,
The surface boiling with forget me nots,
Constant moments rolling past,
For not one person this time will last,
Water of time is all we got,
Steaming away wether we like or not,
Add some spice try one or two,
Make the rolling turn a new,
It's your *** to make, what say you do,
Time will boil away on you....
Carson Elliott Dec 2016
Your just a lier and false is what you say,
So much so even I might run away,
Once I was your lover, your partner, your friend,
We once whispered I'll be with you til the end,
Now everything you say is off,
A bucket of lies poured in the trough,
Like a pig I eat it up from you,
Not one little crumb is true from you,
Barely a morsel of the truth,
You said you were much better in youth,
That once you only spit the truth,
But the world beat you down,
Now shame and sadness are your crown,
Why won't you say the truth too me?
They say the truth shall set you free,
Free to love and live and laugh...
Why lie for something worse than that?
Carson Elliott Nov 2016
On a bright and sunny day in lore when the sun tickled tree branch swayed,
we watched the fireflies float away,  
When I was only four...

On a bright and sunny day once more when the black flies dart and play,
We watched the blue skies fade to grey,
When I was only four...

On a bright and sunny day with grey my father ran out the door,
I still nay see him return once more,
When I was only four...

On a grey and dusty sunny day mama say hide under the floor,
They took my mama dragged through door,
When I was only four...

On a gloomy dark yet sunny day deep inside the Syrian war,
I lost my pap, my mama, and more,
When I was only four.....
Carson Elliott Nov 2016
You say let's try, let's make a new
Say all the things that make me into you,
I fall again, head over heels in haste
Open my heart but the pain makes waste,

You say bye guy, just not that into you
A million times guys are better than you,
Re open the wound, I fought so to close
Lined up pieces and your knocking down rows,

You say no more try's , this is final goodbyes
Again head I hang while I'm drowning my eyes
No more kiss, no more hug, no hope no die
Because yes love you want, just not with this guy.....
Carson Elliott Oct 2016
I am but one, alone to find,
To search the darkest parts of mind,
Here to ponder, alone to think,
A man in haste, but not one thought to think,
Secluded still, and yet to find,
That tiny little piece of mind,
Over yonder, but not quite fonder,
Still so rare mere impossible to find,
That tiny itty bit of mind,
Oh is woe, and woe is but me,
Perhaps I've lost my sanity
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Carson Elliott Oct 2016
Time is a test, and one I always fail.... I sit and wait and count the clock as time slowly creeps like an unstoppable shadow, each moment played up with the forgotten promise of happiness... One moment... The next moment... Just as empty as the latter, only to be filled with memory and thought poisoned with the pain of future past... Time, why do you torment me so? Your relentless march forward, waiting for not... Each moment more unbreakable then the last, but forever gone once the moment pass... I need you time, I crave you time... I scream it out a million time! But you pass, unfazed by the plea, for you are but just a moment... A whisper on the wind.. A smell, a sight, a sound or a feeling which cannot be kept... Only to be lived, and forgotten when I slept...
Carson Elliott Oct 2016
I am only a man from no particular strand, left stranded in the wasteland of morrow,
A shadow of was, a mere hint of a memory set forth as to a tease the absence of colour,
Why you torment so?
An un-escapable prison defined merely by the concept of the mind, twisted, locked and deep confined, forever chained and twined,
A freedom haste and fast must find, or forever stay in context of mind...
Tis death mere convenient?
An escape say found with but a single token for the toll man, use wisely if must, and only if must, but if don't you must, then listen in trust, if later if sooner we all will........ And must......
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