At the end of the day no one care
and that’s just how society works
nothing anyone can do anymore
it’s just a endless circle of time and suffering until that time takes over you
but time will never end itself it’s all just an endless loop of number and guilt
each second everyday gets worse until where we all eventually get corrupted by time
and there will be nothing in the world but the empty numbers still spinning with each passing day
no matter how hard we try no one can manipulate time
at the end of the day it will just eat you alive until you die
-
Author:
Kris.V (Pseudonym) (
Offline)
- Published: August 11th, 2025 23:44
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
Comments1
Philosophical in nature this poem deals with time and its immutability. Well said
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.