time won't slow down
the days pass like wet cement
but I am sludging through them
it won't stop and it seems
every time I get a chance
to stop and catch my breath
the present is another fond memory
time won't slow down for me
I fear I will never love her
at the point in which I should
when she is alive and
when she is good
in the now
time won't slow down
I don't know how