Time is a human creation

To harness the changes

That we are anxious of

Giving us a false sense of security

We are our own tormentors,

As we make ourselves constantly conscious

of life’s passage, as if time, life, stops,

as bodies do.

Perhaps there is truth in that old song,

The circle of life.

Time will die with me,

So I will honor it

While it is here,

And try not to worry

As it slowly escapes me


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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