I feel it coming closer,
I feel it almost near.
On my cheek,
Now another tear.
Rolling down,
Just like me.
But it gets so blurry,
That i can't even see.
Time is ticking,
Heart beats are skipping.
Is it just me,
Or am i slowly tripping?
Haunted by time,
Endless and timeless.
For people to say it's only temporary,
But nevertheless.
I'm stuck,
In something called free.
They don't feel,
But i swear i can see.
It coming closer,
Almost grabbing me.
But i'm afraid,
Time is the only thing,
That can guarantee.
-anoeska
Sep 24, 2024
Sep 24, 2024 at 3:59 PM UTC
I feel it coming closer,
I feel it almost near.
On my cheek,
Now another tear.
Rolling down,
Just like me.
But it gets so blurry,
That i can't even see.
Time is ticking,
Heart beats are skipping.
Is it just me,
Or am i slowly tripping?
Haunted by time,
Endless and timeless.
For people to say it's only temporary,
But nevertheless.
I'm stuck,
In something called free.
They don't feel,
But i swear i can see.
It coming closer,
Almost grabbing me.
But i'm afraid,
Time is the only thing,
That can guarantee.
-anoeska
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