Second drop,

like heavy stones

and minutes dive

into depths so deep,

that hours sink,

like hefty mounds

so that days may plunge;

they may plunge straight down

and years may plummet

to the ground,

and all is lost

to never again be found.

There goes your life,

a dying flame

to fade away

before your eyes.

There goes your life

and who's to blame?

A silent shame

to pass you by.

Will you stand the test of time?