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Time Ticks




Time ticks 

time sticks 

time melts 

no shit! 

we only live 

so many years 

so why do we inflict 

so many tears?

the way we treat each other 

is so absurd 

we should be loving each other 

not speaking hateful words 

I write about moments 

that set me free 

I write about the love 

that lives within me 

I write about the madness 

that I cannot control 

time keeps ticking 

so I must write 

out my soul 

I will never know 

how much time I have left 

so I’m going to keep 

spilling ink 

even if I can’t make sense 

I’m open 

I’m pure 

I’m real 

I try to cure 

emotional trauma 

that always effects 

every pore in our beings 

you know?

the shit that won’t let us rest?

time is of the essence 

let’s make it enjoyable 

one life 

one heart 

trying to silence the noise 

if you’re wrecked 

pick up the pieces 

if you’re upset 

just keep believing 

everything you do 

is for a reason 

you are important! 

every one of us is bleeding 

be proud of your scars 

be proud of yourself 

every one of us 

has experienced 

a shattered heart 

it heals 

we move on 

we can’t conceal 

everything we are 

open yourself 

open your eyes 

we only have one chance 

at this beautiful life

time is an illusion 

time is a freak 

time is filled with good 

and bad memories 

take this all in 

breathe it in deep 

time is a fairytale 

the ticking hands are something 

we will never really see 

in yourself

you must always believe 

it’s the only thing 

you’ll ever need

to be truly free. 

Time is an illusion 

time is a freak! 

time is filled with 

good and bad memories..

Set your heart and soul free!!! 

Dig deep!! 

© 12/21/2020 by Jeff Oliver 

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