Time

Time is a heartless bitch,
a cruel animal
that hunts you down
at night,
at day.




Time can be
too much to take,
and sometimes
it can take to much of yourself.




Don't look at it,
try to ignore
the consequences
of living under its
fierce yoke.




Just run away;
take flight and fly
through endless space,
and you'll see what is to be free.




No more
resistance,
no more
tolerance,
rebel against it




Oh, but if I have forgotten,
that humans can't fly!
Is a shame that our existance
is fated to submit
to time's will.




If only, there
was something
we could do
to avoid beeing
raped by it.




But there's not;
Time will rip your soul
and every tear and every laugh
will vanish with each death second,
as things contours turn blurry
with the ruthless sunset.




There's nothing left to do,
that's just the nature of human condition,
like legs are the principle
for walking ability.




Focus on everything
but the fact,
that as soon as you dissapear,
all you've lived,
live and will live,
will be buried in world's oblivion
by the work of time.