• Breathing, Hearing, Feeling, Tasting
    Living
    We all do it
    We all love or hate it
    Sometimes we fear it

    Breathless, Hearless, Feelless, Tasteless
    Dieing
    All must reach this end
    All become this cycle
    Sometimes we dream of the never ending

    Laughing, Crying, Yelling, Singing
    Loving.
    We all wish to find
    We all dream to have
    Sometimes some fear and lock it away.

    Laughless, Cryless, Yellless, Singless.
    Hatred.
    All to become this
    All to fall within its grasps
    Sometimes some never say or show

    Loss, Distance, Close, Found
    Time/
    The one thing that wraps around us
    The thing that spins u like a top.
    Something of which we all live and dread.