The clock ticks faster everyday,
seconds that beat rapidly away

As minutes pass,
I glimpse into the past
My mind gets stuck,
in a time capsule cast

Remembering when time
had moved much slower,
but  it speeded up
as I grew  older

Once hoping it wold
hurry up its tock
Now wishing that
it would come to a stop

Forward it moves in eternity
quickly it is reminding me
of the direction that it goes
and I cannot tell it to slow

A speed of illusion
that continues to turn,
a motion that keeps going
and does not return

For when I'm gone
will there still be a ticking clock,
or would it be a memory
that cannot be forgot