Seconds melt into minutes
minutes echo into days
Held breath, heavy heart
Greeting the future is impossible
The past even more fleeting
Lacrymal rupture, unspoken pain
Experience distilled is memory
Absence thereof being not at all
A blink, a movement
The things we dream-nay-desire
when hope's suffocating from fire
Suffer not, regret none
Safe stillness verboten
Life craves crushing momentum
