The past, like every nightmare had

Has haunted for too long

Robbing the present of its haven

Where will the future ever rest?

 

The present, like every breathe taken,

Drips away as time ticks

Taking every treasure moment

And locking it in the past.

 

The future, ridden with every wish and hope

Struggling under the burden of

Expectations detached from the past and present…

Wont it ever disappoint?

 

Time –yesterday, today and tomorrow

Is only an illusion

Time is what I make of it, for I soar above all things

I live in eternity, free from the clutches of time.

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