There is time for everything under the sun. Time for work, time for play, time for anything but rest. There is never time for silence, for stillness, for sleep. The pace of the world is faster than you and life is a frantic race, a time bomb waiting to explode. Ticking forever, a relentless battle.
You will feel swept up by the waves, the constant surge forward, and somewhere along the way you will lose yourself to the tides. The speed of fatigue is numbing; you simply allow yourself to be dragged along. A limp, lifeless body trailing the pavement, flanking wooden wheels and stones. Curse the clocks, try as you may, but nothing can slow down the pace of each day.
About Me
- Tiffany
- Perhaps what lacks undergoing cannot be embraced. On her own as her only, asking neither pity nor grace. Adrift, astray, missed the last train of today, but lift your chin little girl. Soon enough, bright ahead the sun wakes, again dares to show face.
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