A Paradox In Time

whispers....
There's a hint of solace in late Spring
Look deeper then ever before,
Shoes, gloves, hat

Torn illumination...
One will choose to walk down a different path
Darkened from loose fetters of Tumble ****
A light an occasional twist to its madness

eyes filled up with sadness after solemn years of remorse
Once you figure it all out you end up dying
The demons will have you if you give up hope
A challenge to be free is a question of time

Don't try to figure it all out you will go insane
Time will teach you of honest faith & morality if you receive it
Time can give each a unique purpose to live
Time tells of our past not to repeat the same mistakes in the future