No one can tell
The hour
Or the day
You will never see them
Again.

So love them,
Just love them
While you have the time.


F.Z.**N

From the time
Which I understood my thoughts,
I knew I was destined to be
Apart.

Never was I meant to be –
One of them.
Chilling in someone else’s plan,
With a white picket fence.

I was going to be something,
Small or great –
Just anything that wasn’t
That.

Now I sit here
Still young and ambitious,
Yet ever more ridiculous.
The only difference between
Me and them,
Is I’m doing it without a man.

I forget its night time where you are,
not morning like me,
because I feel like you're right next to me.

Do you ever feel like
People are just annoyed at the fact that you exist?

My eyes Wide.
      Grey pupils dilate.
          Blade buried deep inside,
               where dry waters Hide.

Mind like a jungle,
Each leaf a different story.
The clouds gently mumble,
Caressing sweet dreams of glory.

The world was red,
it will be so again.
For now rest your head.
your tired from what you went against.

Walls here in this open valley,
aren't meant for restraint.
Green on a turquoise gallery,
picture these words I paint.

Grow your grave,
from a willow seed.
As the dirt slowly begins to cave,
you comes upon a black steed.

Drunk from honor,
Lust for pride.
Not much longer,
Your corpse your bride.

My wounds bleed
to tell a tale.
Donate your greed,
As I turn pale.

Carpe Diem

I look around my home and
know I've made a place my own
Let me explain,
I've lived alone since aged 16, it's probably
better this way,
and I haven't felt regret, not now, not
Yet, hopefully never. Yes, pieces of pain and
bits and bobs of bitterness litter my hall,
I can't hoover it all, but
Regret? There was no point, there
was never another option.

So I've rearranged furniture, and I've
sulked in my room, I've cried, I've
wanted to die and I've lined up my
windowsill ready to watch snow.
I've watched lovers come and go, been
opened up, watched muck littered and
have thrown it all against the filled up
wall, wished mum's hoarding away.
I've stayed, this place is mine now.

And in the wreckage of my banishment
I've made a shelter of some sort and I've
guided others in, a brightly cluttered and warm
bin for troubles. I've sat them down and made
them doubles, sometimes they just want to talk
and sometimes they just want to sin,
usually they want arms which will allow them in
sometimes to wallow, and I've given
them a pillow and wished them to sleep.
I've watched people weep here.

And so my home becomes their's too.

Let Them Know You Love Them (d)
by Tony J.R. Wilson

Love can bring these:
A lasting joy,
And last of all,
The light of life.

One can sigh and wait
For just one lasting face
That looks into their eyes and says
The things that make them know
Who they are and what they need.

This is what one needs:
A lasting face,
And most of all,
The love of life.

It's not enough of
What is love that's
Put in one's mind:
The thing that takes
Away from what is true love
Is the sacrifice.

A sacrifice is what makes love:
When one may leave the other
In the ground, but takes the time
To dig the other out,
Love is made.

I can't live without
The knowledge that
I've said something
That you've heard:

Take some time
To think about
The things I've said.

I want for there
To be an everlasting
Lesson here that makes
The ones you know and love
Let you know they love you.

Everyone believes in a
different cause.
Your cause could be
women's rights
and mine may be
if ranch is a breakfast food.

So if someone says that they
do not support your cause
do not get angry
because you may not support
theirs.