Time.

Time is passing, flying away.
Time's been caught running,
& months turn to days.
Time can't be tamed,
it's as wild as rhyme.
Time can't be saved,
we have only one life.
If there comes a day when you find yourself lost.
Contemplating all things, & quenching your thirst.
Just take a moment to catch your breath,
or you may find yourself counting all that is left.
Sometimes you realize all was a waste,
that all you once knew, cannot be replaced.
Friends fade away, and fights break things down..
while time ticks away, and the noise becomes loud.
Inspiration shifts elsewhere and loves fade to likes,
the small walk to freedom becomes a long uphill hike.
Nothing seems as it once was percieved,
nothing is completed with the comfort of ease.
Although things are harder, perhaps it's okay.
Can't help but be stronger, everyday.