Time & Me

Time wounds me
telling me Death is coming near.
It only slows down when I'm in pain,
taking its time to count my tears.
It takes flight
when I'm full of laughter
making me unable to enjoy it
and makes my life a bit harder.
But Time does not intend to wound me.
It only wants to teach me how to live.
But Life is cruel to us.
Making Time be cruel to me, unable to grieve.
But Time and I will have our day,
when I am old and Time is still young.
We will look toward happier days
right before my soul is gone.