Not there forever

Journal entree number seven, its at night.
Stroking my pencil with your picture in my hand.
Gliding the lead, don't worry it wont bite.
Lighten up and take your place, take a stand.
Don't show up to my funeral without your speech.
Nor in the mouth of winter, to a cheep ticket of your
escape.
We don't live forever, so please self teach.
Feeling my words, now turn over the tape.
Poems aren't just holy words of an insult sap.
Cannot feel heat, just the cold.
Lean your head down and take an infamous nap.
Being together, a forever hold