Days to weeks to months to years
As time goes on it dries the tears
A tissue for a heart that weeps
Less sad dreams and better sleeps
Though waiting for the time to pass
Can take so long, a minute lasts
An hour, and an hour's like
Fourteen days and thirteen nights
The weight comes off, no appetite
The beard gets long, you're quite the sight
While going down heartbroken street
The key is just stay on your feet
Keep on walking, don't turn 'round
Time and you will cover ground
And then one day the sun will shine
The birds will sing, the weather's fine
And when you shave off all that hair
You'll realize those were always there
You hadn't noticed the sublime
Sit down to eat, it's breakfast time
Time and time again
I have made it here,
Said goodbye to the old
And welcomed a new year
No top hats, no noisemakers
No champagne or wine,
Just the purest notes
... Of 'Auld Lang Syne'
So, what am I doing ...
New Year's, New Year's Eve?,
Celebrating the little things
... I did achieve
Staying awake comes easily
Until the midnight hour,
Watching the ball drop
And the confetti shower
Time and time again
The countdown is done,
Out with the old, in with the new
Five, four, three, two, one!
It is a vicious circle
It took two years before you could get back in a pool
This regret and pain never seem to go away
And neither do the questions
All the while, a piece of you is
Dying inside.
Nobody seems to truly understand
No apology seems sincere since
They are trying to find somewhere to
Place the blame.
The journalists do not care about showing up
While you are walking in to work
And the lawyers do not care about your emotions
While they grill you with questions about everything.
But all you can see is her face as she’s sitting
Next to you, a face beaming with such excitement
An excitement that does not last long, stripped away
Far too soon.
Nobody really understands how you feel
Except the people who were right there with you
And they know how it feels to have carried this around
For three years.
But you still don’t talk about it with anybody
It is too painful to bring up, to think about
So you just keep it bottled up tight until you
Explode.
It is a vicious circle.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
The hands sweep round the clock.
Now I try to take stock.
It hits me in the face
as more my time does race
from here to other place.
From beginning to end.
This notion my mind bend
as loose ends do offend.
Future and past must meet,
equation to complete.
Ends then tied. All is neat.
Sometimes, we know not where we are going
Perhaps because of "Wear" we have been
The river in which we follow
-That is forever flowing-
Began in the "See" of
"Looking Back" at "When"
Infinitely, continuously, carving
"The Path of Knowing"
Never-ending
This course we take
"Time" and "Time Again"
We know the exact moment our time on Earth began
but…since we don’t know when it will end
may we think of time less as an enemy
and accept her as our friend
And in the span that she has given us
before she puts us all to bed
may we treat the world with kindness
and leave no important word unsaid.
The time passes slowly like sand falling through an hourglass
The clock counting down in my head
Tick
Tick
Tick
Tick
The countdown never ending
The relentless hands still pass
Passing the memories along with them
For some strange reason I cannot forget
All the times I was alone
All the pain that I felt
Why can’t I forget?
My memory reminds me of the pain
That comes back again with every ticking second
So I mark my skin with all my sins
Like all the passing hours
I shouldn’t feel like this
The jeers should be normal to me now
But I can’t find myself
Lost in the turning gears and shadows that grow with every move
Tick
Tick
Tick
I start to lose myself again
In the void that surround me
the forest is getting darker
and the tug of the rose is just too much.
The dreams grow stronger
and I find myself falling again.
Lost and alone again.
Part of the darkness again
And somehow I know I won’t be able to escape.
In a hundred years from now
At this very place
We shall meet again some how
And you will know my face
I'll be walking on the beach
You'll be lying on the sand
I'll be gazing in your eyes
As you reach out both your hands
I'll feel compelled to sit by you
As we stare out at the sea
Our hearts again will beat as one
And our spirits will agree
Your touch will bring me home, that's when
I'll whisper you a vow
That we will be together
A hundred years from now
Time and Time Again
11/24/12
Sami LaRose
Time and time again
I question who I am
What I believe in anymore
What’s going to happen once I walk out the front door.
A life lived so often well,
Cut short by the sicken darkened smell.
Nicotine controls and takes over my brain,
Not physically addicted yet,
But mentally, and it’s driving me insane.
No longer knowing what to do,
I looked and I turn to you
Wishing you were there like you used to be;
I smile outside
But inside hurt deeply,
And I wish to die forever, and all eternity,
Come to see.. my Precious friends
Oh how precious you are
For you shine like a star
You light up my life
Troubles disappear
out of sight
Whenever you are near
My Precious friends…
Oh how.. you make my world spin
How you make my heart a glow
Expressing words of Love tis shows
My Cup over flows
My Precious friends…
Oh what a wonder you are
For tis be.. I don’t even know
What you truly look like
But I do know..
Your heart shines ever so bright
Full of tender Love with delight
Every single day.. and night
You make my heart sing
Give me such Sweeet dreams
Wonder s of it all…
Will God allow us to partake
More togetherness in this life…
Our New beginnings..
Love of sweetness makes
Without endings
Treasure of Precious Friends
Time and time again,
I feel I've reached the end,
A kind of deep dark hollow,
Which self-pity soon doth follow.
I feel like a piece of ****
Useless material , disposed seen fit.
So many stones I've left unturned,
So many bridges I shouldn't have burned,
What is the point of this thing called life?
All I see is pain and strife,
Though sometimes you feel you've dealt a good hand,
It always comes down, crushed in to sand.
I may not be the perfect person,
I've lived, and learned, and almost certain,
Somewhere in this crazy place,
Maybe here or outer space,
There's a reason to why were all here,
And when we get there I will cheer,
For we are only human, now pass me a beer .
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