wasting
time
again
there it is
another second
wasted
dropping into the depths
of the
void
falling, falling
ever so slowly
ticking and fading
my soul searches
for a brand new clock
where it no longer
passes me by
where everything stops
at the right moment
the right light beaming
across my eyes
the sunset
broken in the sky
watching all of us
in all its glory
end
lessly
yet
eve
ry
thing
passes.
where... am I going?
nowhere.
where... am I going?
nowhere.
only spinning
against the passage of time
dead skin cells
decomposing
feeding dusts and bugs
listening to the wind
as my corpse
sprawl on the wooden floor.
the river continuing
to course through
the rocks.