Feb 2019
Time is a very peculiar thing
A concept whose very remembrance stings
It surrounds and envelops us
While it slowly suffocates us
Fight as we will we can never win
For time does not erase our sins
Fear it as it comes for you
Leading you to the inevitable end
Time is but a fleeting fancy whose kiss erases us
A concept whose very remembrance stings
It surrounds and envelops us
While it slowly suffocates us
Fight as we will we can never win
For time does not erase our sins
Fear it as it comes for you
Leading you to the inevitable end
Time is but a fleeting fancy whose kiss erases us
I feel like I’m running out of time every day, makes me work faster but doesn’t create quality work, rushed and exhausted it kills me slowly.
