tick tock

Time 

such a slippery deviant. 

Time? 

where has it all gone. 

Time

 a concept made by man...it does not exist. 

so why do i need it so bad? 

there is never enough....to much...not the opertune moment...none. 

i sat there and i watched the sunrise...new amount of time. 

i sat there and  watched the sunset....old amount of time. 

you can't hear the clock ticking in my brain.. and the panic filling my heart. 

but i do...

Tick tock tick tock

now is not the time...never time, always time..

it consumes us. why do i need it so bad? 

 

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