kairos

Time is an ocean wave, 

Time is an open page, 

Time is the ink of entangled hearts in a moments gaze,

Spilled in the time it took,

To give me the time of day,

Time is a prime example of why its a dying age,

And it stings but I let it go, 

And I hope but its not for me,

Its for you as my coffin closes I'm choking from underneath,

And its hopeless I never breathe,

Awoken? I never sleep, 

I'm alone on this Journey Road I'm a token for disbelief, 

In a coma, outrageous thoughts, 

This tangled rope is despicable,

Time is a tattletale telling the tales of the biblical.