I curse the wrecking ball of time,
A metronome of fate ticking
My life away,
Demolishing my ambitions
And constructing a concrete past
Upon the stone
Foundation of my regrets,
And I cannot rewind or redeem
What was wasted,
The precious minutes and seconds
Spent on cheap moments
With no thought or reason,
Paid for in priceless gold,
A treasure that cannot be salvaged
No matter how many devices
I have at my disposal,
Yet in the process of managing
my moments remaining,
I continue to throw it all away;
The cruelty of time cannot be changed.
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 2:26 PM UTC
I curse the wrecking ball of time,
A metronome of fate ticking
My life away,
Demolishing my ambitions
And constructing a concrete past
Upon the stone
Foundation of my regrets,
And I cannot rewind or redeem
What was wasted,
The precious minutes and seconds
Spent on cheap moments
With no thought or reason,
Paid for in priceless gold,
A treasure that cannot be salvaged
No matter how many devices
I have at my disposal,
Yet in the process of managing
my moments remaining,
I continue to throw it all away;
The cruelty of time cannot be changed.
