there was a men from kerry he was always merry with a big red nose that looked just like a cherryhe liked to drink his whisky he liked a little tot always was very funny when he drank a lothe like to sing and dance and do his irish jig jumping up and down till fell of his wighe was always happy when he had his ***** till he had to muchthen he would have a snoozeand wake up again with a smile up on his face have another tot then cheer up the human race.

There is this sadness
Pooling in my heart
In its dark reflection
All I see is your face
Unruly curls
Solum smile
And the saddest of eyes
Where the warm sea
Meets the harsh reality of land
Resting inside of those windows
Haunting me again
While I need you to need me
Lothe me
Love me
Hold me
Hate me
For while I am with him
While I lie
And love him
The hole that rests within my chest
He has never filled
The hand full of flesh and bone
That I hoped you still hold to you

your goals are irrelevant to
time.
It doesn't know about your life and what you lothe.

Time
cannot forsee your love leaving in a month.

Time
is never on your side. And if you think it is, then
Time
has tricked your mind.

Time
will never nag you when there's only seconds left.

Time
is not the enemy.
It's not an entity.

Time
is the product of our zealotry
to think presently.

Time
is a facade

that tricks us into thinking we have
more than we do.

Didn't I call your name
before I got pulled in too deep?
Didn't I prove myself to you
when I saved that poor little boy?

"You did," A deep voice said,
"But it was your time.
You needed to leave that place
because you ruined my plans."

Oh I see, I messed your plans up
and you call yourself God?
Oh and why do you show up now
but I called your name for 12 long years?

"Well, yes," He spoke again,
"I couldn't do those things,
well, I could, however I felt
it was unnecessary, like you."

Wait, what? I was unnecessary,
yet I saved people and was good?
Wait, I was a mistake to you,
wasn't I? You never cared."

"I cared, just not for
the games you played.
I did not create you for
you to want to die," It continued.

Sir, with all due respect
it was your fault I did that.
Sir, with all due respect
I detest you now.

"No, my dear," He chuckled,
"You do not lothe me,
no, no that's not it at all,
I banish you to Hell."

Okay, do that if you must
I don't give a ****.
Okay? I'm done playing at this
I called on you a time too many.

"Please sweetie," The man added,
"Why can't you see,
I did what I had to do.
The rest was up to you."

Say whatever you want,
I'll gladly die again.
Say whatever makes you feel good
I'm not buying it.