It is all too much, Burned away, Burned out, As the moment passes, But what lies beyond, I can't say, As I lay, Burned out from the last, Stuck in time, That moment and place, Where it was all, Too much.
Tag: time
Another Week
Another week has come to be,
In the strangeness,
Of it’s wills,
Or the wills of others.
Rest upon our point in time,
And hold us to it’s meaning.
Meditation: My Time
I spend my time,
Trying to think,
When thinking,
Won’t solve,
The problem.
Like ramming my head,
Into the wall,
it will not break,
It will not budge.
How much time?
How much time,
Did I lose this time?
How shorter,
Will be my life,
From this?
Will I look back,
On this day,
At the end of my life,
And say:
“Why did I wast my time,
On something that meant so little?”
But I don’t think there,
Will ever be,
A good answer.
