suddenly time became too fast to grab any thing
too slow to pass
too painful to see
too short to live
.
.
sometimes it's too short
sometimes too long.
which is it?
.
.
time
how beautiful
everything is time
too much to fill it
too much
.
.
is it possible?
is it --
.
.
too scared to live it
coward
.
.
too much to feel it all
too much
it's too much
.
.
how?
.
.
and turn to escape.
void
shut your eyes when it's wide open
silence the sound
nothing
it's nothing.
.
.
it's short but it's long
it's a very lonely road.