Life, is a ticking time bomb.
with a very short fuse.
were all in it to win it.
But, were all just going to lose.
Death is inevitable.
We don't get to choose.
Death.
One day we will all reach our final breath.
So don't be upset if time ages you.
Were all dying.
If all men are created equal
Then all that matters is our own self-worth.
Death has been promised to us at birth.
It may be the only promise we don't live long enough to see break.
Because Death doesn't care whose life it going to take.
The hands of a clock are evil, and blind.
They don't mind if you're Old and feeble,
Or young and dumb but kind.
enjoy this year, we get so few.
Sooner than later, there will be no time left for you.
Because when the clock strikes that its' your time to go.
It's your time to go.
Clocks aren't self respecting.
They'll wait till you're least expecting.
Then it's hands will reach out to ****** you.
You can try to run but it's hands are destined to catch you
And strangle you lifeless when they do.
Everyone you know will become empty shells of themselves,
When your chest loses it's rise and fall.
But, death is inevitable, after all.

© copyrighted Nicole Ann Osborn

I am afraid,
in a way I haven't been before.

I am afraid
of the way people fall out of the sky,

I am afraid
of the way people disappear into the sea

without saying goodbye;
Suddenly the loss
feels like a snake

slithering from across the room;
venom in his blood
and names on his tongue.

I am afraid
of the way people find themselves
at the bottom of the barrel.

And I
am scraping
at the end of it.

I envy the stars that light up the sky,
That you look up to when you’re sad,
That you count when you can’t sleep.

I envy the moon that shines brightly in the sky,
That you stare at when you feel bad,
That gives you light in the midst of despair.

I envy the rain that showers you from above,
That you cry with in times of misery,
That embraces you with its small drops.

But most of all, I envy no one but the one you love.
The one you love who doesn't cheer you up.
The one you love who doesn't care.
The one you love who doesn't love you back.
The one you love who just broke your heart.

I hope you love me just the way you love the stars,
The moon, the rain,
And the one you love.