Time after TimeTime is timeless. It is what we choose to do with it that matters. Time that we don't all have. The time is running out on us. As we stand there and watch as the words dripping through the hourglass. The time stands still and so do the words as they are suspended in time. You see the words in the hourglass like sand. It is what passes through and is constantly moving forward. Words that are in the hourglass are; time, energy, matter, and space. These are some of the words in our hourglass. It's what in-between the spaces that make us whole. It all passes through. As I draw these words in the hourglass and listening to music that calms us. All we can do is live our lives and be marry.
Till It HurtsIf I told you to love me would my heart die from the agony?The agony of you loving what killsfrom the muscles pulling on the trigger.Bullets hitting the targetMy head spinning in the lightsThe sounds pounding my heart like a drum.The sanctum of my lovefilled with harmonyturned black by the beating.How could you love me if not by force?Bring me back to you and tear me apart.Love me till my heart breaks.