Consumed By This World

The sands of time flows in and out like tears entering the ocean.

Lost to the world like a decor of the dreams we all live in.

Living in the moment we all wish to stand at.

Dying in the moment we all wish to fall at.

Nothing makes living easier, Just harder.

I can say it a million times over each time different.

In the end it's all the same meaning.

This world will consume you to the very core of your being.