Endless
We all hate time.
We always want time,
To slow down,
Or speed up.
Time however,
Could care less.
Because,
Time is endless.
We are not.
Why would time care
About something that will be
A mere blink to time.
Time does not depend on us.
When the world is old
And all life is gone
Time,
Will be sitting back and laughing.
Because,
Time is endless.
Time scoffs at the way we
Curse him for making us late
Or moving too fast.
Time creeps
And blurs through your life.
Time,
Is all there is and
All there ever will be.
Because,
Time is endless.
Time wants not, fears not
Feels not.
For time is an object we put a
Name to. A name to pin the
Blame on.
Time will not blame us for hating him.
Time is a younger brother that just won't stop.
Even when you plead with him.
Time will not and
Cannot stop.
You see
Because,
Time is endless.
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