Time

The clock ticks constantly Almost to monstrosity It makes me think of the vacancy sign I hate Constantly going at its own lonely rate This pencil touching this paper feels like fate But we should get on with it for it seems the time is getting late Remember white eyes Hiding in the black skies Surrounded by dark lies In which you only find out the truth as your life’s fate unties Tick Tock Twelve ‘o’clock Time to dock The death boat Throw me over but I won’t float I’m like a king without a bridge to cross his moat But time comes with death, and he won’t leave a note You don’t get a vote As you think time flies Life dies Plus we all know god lies We cannot live forever When death comes we’ll say never