Time's Own Struggle
There's so much of it, more than anything else
It's dominance is clear that it cannot be stopped by anything, even itself
Time stands alone, for itself is all it needs as we are intertwined within
The way Time moves, inconsistant with a system that has become broken
Time speeds up when happiness flows throughout people having fun
It all goes so fast, sadly in the arms of a loved one
It all ends so quickly, as it ends before you want it to because it all went so fast
Then you reach the final, bitter, complete end, and it all becomes the past
The spectators cry at the assembly of the death of the one you love
Another thing that ends quickly, they slowly become everything you think of
Time starts to move slower, watching your everything be lowered into the dirt
Every second seems to become an eternity the more it hurts
The pain passes so slowly making every agonizing second feel like death, as he flirts
As that too approaches slowly, Time now at a standstill because it can't stand it any longer
It slows down because its sympathetic, watching you it only wants you to become stronger
Why cant good times be slower and the worst times go faster?
Time contorolling the speed of it all, for it is the master
So if the the good times go faster, perhaps Time does not want you to see them
And the worst times may move slower because Time wants you to feel them
So is Time sympathetic to the situation or does it want you to slowly consume yourself
Your own emotions becoming more and more distressing towards your health
Time the Evil, Time the Friend,
Time, as we know it with no beginning or end
So what is Time, sincerely by feeling
The word may never know its whole, true meaning.