DAY 6 – Time is a fickle thing, it moves faster than you think
Time itself, a fickle thing, A fleeting gift, that soon takes wing. For once it’s gone, it’s gone for good, A fact that’s often misunderstood. The moments pass, with each tick and tock, And with them, the memories that we’ve wrought. But what of those, who find themselves lost, In a time that’s passed, and long been crossed? A place where time, no longer reigns, A world of silence, where nothing remains. A fate worse than death, a fate unknown, Where life’s fleeting moments, are all but flown. For time, it seems, is a devouring beast, That feasts on … Continue readingDAY 6 – Time is a fickle thing,
it moves faster than you think