Pain Brought By Time

Days pass by The way water slips Through the palm of your hand Like a Day is a single grain of sand In an Hourglass Then You Can Hear the hisses From the Emptiness around You Time still finds a way To cheat through the grip Of your hands no matter how Strong you try to hold on To its rope, If not now It will end up cutting through Your hands Leaving them scarred Leaving you with regret that you Never knew Wishing you had done More before it was all gone In a storm Of Winds made of cries And Rain made of tears Time is killed by no one Time brought you to your demise Time waits for no one No room for excuses No room for lies