“I might tell you to your face, but only when you’re gone…”

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Why are we here…
Don’t have too much time…

Ticking clock brings fear…
Inside the daily grind…

Embarked on a journey…
Dealt the dummy hand…

Doesn’t feel as funny…
When boy becomes the man…

We don’t know the truth…
No answer or insight…

Robbed of our youth…
On that dark November night …

Alone on this sphere…
Will we ever find out…

Will “they” make it clear…
Remove any doubt…

What is our mission…
The real masters plan…

A slave to suspicion…
Ramblings of a madman…

We’re just a speck of light…
A tiny piece of dust…

Some of us take flight…
Bystanders shall rust…

We believed it all mattered…
We cared what they thought…

Acquaintances now scattered…
Admiring trinkets they were bought…

They meant nothing to you…
But everything to me…

A moment so true…
Burnt into my memory…

We can’t comprehend…
Dare not shed a tear…

Drawn towards the end…
Another day, another month, another year…

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“All the innocence lost at one time”…

woman

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She lived her life…
Without living at all…

Her senses numbed…
Always fearing the fall…

With no electricity…
And without excitement…

Walking on the safe side…
Of life’s hard pavement…

Until one day…
A switch was flicked…

Deep inside her head…
She became bewitched…

By the simple notion…
Time was running out…

She began to scream…
And began to shout…

Rebelling against…
All that she knew…

All that she’d learned…
All she had held true…

And took to the water…
Infested by sharks…

Where the Devil resides…
Firing his poisoned darts…

As she sleepwalked the day…
Only awakening at night…

Where the cover of darkness…
Blocked out the light…

Her morals blinded by…
A new found treasure…

Disguising the things…
Bringing new found pleasure…

That left her thirsting…
And lusting for more…

Now this was “living”…
Of that she was sure…

Now she lives life…
Never fearing the fall…

Her senses alive…
Not caring at all…

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“Confusion never stops, closing walls and ticking clocks”…

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Time doesn’t heal,
it just helps us forget…

As our memories fade,
blurring our regrets…

Nature’s own sedative,
seeps into our veins…

On mission to destroy and
slowly send us insane…

Then leaves us looking,
at old eyes in a mirror…

The stranger staring back,
who can’t quite remember…

Who on earth are we,
what have we done…

The hearts we’ve broken,
in the midst of distractive fun…

Or the ones we loved,
who were then taken away…

Under the illusion given,
we’ll meet again someday…

As we progress on our journey,
from young through to old…

Always trying to understand,
seldom doing as we’re told…

Making so many mistakes,
hoping no one’s keeping score…

Learning the harsh lessons,
Whilst making more and more…

Counting all our evil sins,
carrying all of our scars…

As we stumble through life,
following a path to the stars…

Hoping time will heal us,
yet never becoming wise…

Still believing the fairy stories,
still falling for all the lies…

Until one day it’s over and
we come face to face with death…

And time just keeps on ticking,
long after we take our final breath…

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“So on your mask of make up, you just paint a little parody of pain”…

Girl-in-Mirror

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We are cursed by time,
as we chase the sun…

In our constant battle,
to look and stay young…

Whilst life’s cruel joke,
recurs again and again…

And superficial Humans,
all want the same…

To hold onto our youth,
the eternal quest…

As it begins to wither,
despite all protests…

And a desperate need,
to feel so wanted…

Be desired, attractive and
not left disappointed…

Whilst life takes its toll and
time begins to ravage…

Each line and each wrinkle,
leaves us feeling so savage…

Because beauty within,
feels like it’s just a myth…

We never believed it and
soft skin we miss…

Paying good money,
in search of any cure…

Trying to turn back time,
whilst remaining so insecure…

Within a painful world,
that promotes the young…

Leaving the experienced,
wondering what we’ve done…

When it’s only Mother Nature,
holding her course…

Be it animal or Human,
be it man, woman or horse…

All are cursed yet,
only Humans chase the sun…

In our feeble battle,
to look and stay young…

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“Shorter of breath and one day closer to death”…

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The thief called time…
Steals from us all…
Man, woman and child…
From dusk until dawn…

The silent stranger…
Who’s part of our life…
Always walking with us…
And carrying a knife…

Cutting our timelines…
This thief is so bold…
We try to avoid him…
Yet still we grow old…

Stealing youth’s beauty…
Ageing no matter what…
No price tag can stop it…
Immortality can’t be bought…

Takes sanity from the old…
As well as their agility…
They lived life to the full…
Now they struggle to see…

This father to no one…
Just shows no remorse…
Treats all with disdain…
Whilst holding his course…

Eating precious hours…
Eroding all our thoughts…
Always working against us…
Keeping feelings fraught…

As this world revolves…
From day into night…
He’s a stealthy opponent…
Always hiding from sight…

Refusing to show our future…
As we avoid our past…
Never living in the moment…
Our days go so very fast…

He stands in shadows…
Laughs at all we do…
Knowing where our end is…
Whatever path we choose…

The thief called time…
Makes servants of us all…
Man, woman and child…
Till deaths final call…
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“I might tell you to your face, but only when you’re gone…”

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Why are we here…
Don’t have too much time…

Ticking clock brings fear…
Inside the daily grind…

Embarked on a journey…
Dealt the dummy hand…

Doesn’t feel as funny…
When boy becomes the man…

We don’t know the truth…
No answer or insight…

Robbed of our youth…
On that dark November night …

Alone on this sphere…
Will we ever find out…

Will “they” make it clear…
Remove any doubt…

What is our mission…
The real masters plan…

A slave to suspicion…
Ramblings of a madman…

We’re just a speck of light…
A tiny piece of dust…

Some of us take flight…
Bystanders shall rust…

We believed it all mattered…
We cared what they thought…

Acquaintances now scattered…
Admiring trinkets they were bought…

They meant nothing to you…
But everything to me…

A moment so true…
Burnt into my memory…

We can’t comprehend…
Dare not shed a tear…

Drawn towards the end…
Another day, another month, another year…

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