I want you back, impossible; your sands, once fallen, cannot be replaced; penance may be found in the future, when I might honor you with good works, when I will give you everything, when I won't feel you with regret, from now until you run out I will respect you
Tag: time
Renewable Resource
monumental that is the struggle with Time; how to value it in a world of increasing expense, as my needs reduce I find myself with excess of all things but Time - I still feel the bite of the ties binding me to work; is it fear of freedom - I tell myself it is the allure of money - or am I afraid of of the unknown, my mind clambers for freedom for flight I am human, still unable to fly, so I keep myself - for now - chained by my mind, limited to this wheel, still searching for lost Time
Stealing Time
we are chasing youth with its vibrant immaturity; not satisfied with the knowledge from the wisdom of aging; we try to recapture an invincibility we never had as bold sunsets mark the passing of our days orange dawn awakens us to wonder how we might find a few more minutes, no hours, no days, weeks, months - just a few more years - to accomplish the countless dreams we gave up to the chase not understanding that wanting was stealing our time